Escape Artists

The man before me was sweating, anxious, and about to blow my cover before I could even start my first day. 

I stood with the rest of the new employees and transferees as we were introduced to the Vice President for Operations.

The man knew exactly who I was and his gaze kept darting at my direction. 

I guess next time I hosted a meeting I needed to make sure that everyone knew that they were to be discreet. 

"Do you think something happened recently?" I heard one of the more senior members of the operations department whisper to her companion. 

"Maybe the CEO wasn't happy last week," someone answered. "I heard a ton of employees got fired and arrested."

"Damn," the first one hissed. 

"But it could also be cause of her." I just knew they were pointing at me.

"The pregnant woman?" someone asked.

Yup, definitely me. 

"Why would she be a concern?" the initial person asked.