I blinked, stunned. So this is what this was about. The outside hires were claiming that the treatment of them and the workers from the North Moss Pack was different.
"Constructor Torres, what is this all about? Is this true?" I demanded, my voice firm.
Torres looked just as shocked as I was, wiping the sweat from his brow. "I had no idea… but I swear, I made sure everyone was treated equally! I don't know how this happened..."
"Figure it out!" I snapped. "I won’t tolerate discrimination on this site!"
Murmurs spread through the workers, a mixture of resentment and suspicion.
"Exactly! You’re probably paying your own people more than us," someone muttered from the crowd.
"Quiet."
Rick’s voice sliced through the rising tension like a blade. It was sharp, cold and terrifying.
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