“Seriously?”
“Yes,” Amber said. He’s already begun the first steps of reforming his flagship company.”
Castor’s eyes wandered across her features uncertainly. Gerrard gave you and sponsor efforts to have you exonerated.”
That made Castor sit back in his chair, his eyebrows raised in disbelief. Amber had just started gathering the paperwork when the door to the visitor’s center opened, and a guard came in, looking different than the one who had escorted her here. Especially considering the amount of money Brantwood was offering him. It was unfortunate that physical traits carried so much influence in modern society, but at the same time, they afforded Amber natural tools that man did not possess. She glanced at the dying form on the floor, no more than a blurry shape while cleaning it with the care of someone who’d found a wayward fingerprint. “I… understand,” Amber said, relatively sure she wouldn’t get any more information from the man. I put it in the lining of a photo of me and my wife in my office.”
“And where is the photo now?”
“Still in my office, I assume,” Castor said. “What does that have to do with the elevators being slow?”
“At the time, in the state of Colorado, there was a local ordinance that required slow elevator speeds in hospitals due to health issues.
