Nathan Prescott had requested immediate maintenance on the equipment and had warned, in plain language, that ignoring the problem created unacceptable risk for the crew.

The other papers in the envelope showed the budget denials that followed, and internal notes urging the crew to keep working until the new machinery arrived.

There was no ambiguity in any of it.

A man had seen a danger, and named it clearly, in writing, to the people with the power to fix it, and those people had decided that the schedule mattered more.

“Eleven days after he sent that warning,” Lianna said softly, “Nathan didn’t come home from his shift.” Corbin lowered the email slowly.