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Salt in the Wound Ward
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Dana held the report over the trash bin in the corner, near the box of gloves. Her hands shook. Thirty years of nursing, one steady paycheck, one boss who could end her career. "If I do this," she said slowly, "I own you. You answer to me from now on." Mara nodded, desperate. Dana lit the corner of the page.
The page curled black and dropped into the bin, gone. Mara sagged with relief, and that's when Dana saw the small red light on the wall. The new patient cameras, installed last month, the ones Mara herself had approved. Every second was recorded. Dana started to laugh, then stopped, because now she was on the tape too.
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