Next thing you know, your brother in law parts inspector is being executed by Nazis and your former partner is about to be enslaved by them to make super high quality fake parts, but you first tell him that you watched his gf get on to a 737 MAX with a fuel gauge that showed imperial system units instead of metric and could have saved her but instead just watched it crash (which also caused her paramedic father to space out and fail to save a heroin OD, which goes to show that dealing with fraudulent plane parts can have a wider impact than just the planes it causes to crash).

It would basically be the story told through the eyes of Madrigal corporate executives.