The audit team arrived—three sharp-suited young people with tablets and dead eyes. They interviewed managers, scanned code repositories, analyzed email traffic. Elias watched them from his desk, fingers hovering over his useless spreadsheet.
She folded the paper carefully and put it in her pocket. Then she turned to the security guards. “Clear the room,” she said. “Everyone except Mr. Thorne and his… colleagues.” hidden unemployment
The elevator doors opened. Elias walked back to his desk in a daze. scanned code repositories
“What kind of assignment?” Elias asked. hidden unemployment