Chapter 23
Allison opened up a beer and microwaved a Lean Cuisine while her thoughts were far away. Her decision to take a sick day wasn’t without cause, given the level of stress she’d been operating under.
She curled up with Snowball, her 12-year-old tabby, and ate her simple dinner on a TV tray. Cats were ideal pets. They didn’t have to be walked, and they seemed to have an innate sense of when you needed a friend. Allison’s tension melted away as the comforts of home embraced her.
Before long, however, thoughts of the hospital and its inherent corruption returned. I have to do something, she thought, or I’m as dishonest as they are.
She knew she had to devise a plan where she could expose the unethical practices yet maintain her nursing license. Nursing was her only source of inc
