Karla let out a nervous, desperate scoff. “Right, because the maid is suddenly an internal auditor.”
Ethan snapped his gaze to Karla. “One more unprofessional word out of you, and you will be physically escorted from this property by armed security.”
Karla’s mouth slammed shut.
Lupita reached deep into the pocket of her maroon uniform vest and pulled out an old smartphone with a severely cracked screen.“My son taught me to take digital photos of every document I signed,” Lupita explained quietly. “Because three years ago, management docked my paycheck for three days over a fabricated scheduling complaint. I tried to show them my approved time-off slip, but they told me the physical paperwork had been ‘misplaced’ and never existed.”
She opened a secure cloud folder on her device. Inside were clear, high-resolution photographs of signed internal memos, printed email threads, dated text messages, guest names, and specific employee testimonies regarding ignored complaints.
