“People who get ahead because of quotas, not qualifications. People who cry discrimination every time they don’t get what they want.”
Devon’s voice went tight. “Maybe she actually earned it. Maybe she worked harder than anyone else.” He pulled out his tablet. “Her name is Vivien Carter. She’s 38. Sold her company for $3.2 billion and used that money to buy controlling interest in Skyidge. And her first priority is ‘Protecting vulnerable passengers, especially children, from discrimination and abuse.’ She’s auditing every employee complaint from the last five years.”
Rebecca grabbed her roller bag. “Good for her. Doesn’t affect me. I do my job.”
Devon’s eyes widened as he scrolled. “Rebecca, you’ve had 14 complaints filed against you over eight years. This internal memo I just got copied on says she’s looking for a pattern of systemic discrimination against passengers of color. She’s terminating people with patterns. You have 14, Rebecca.”
“Those were misunderstandings! None of them went anywhere!” Rebecca’s face was red.