Some may think I am a traitor.
I testified against one of our colleagues. And his employment was terminated.
It feels terrible. The type of gut-wrenching terrible that baits my tear and steals my sleep. I find myself rehashing the testimony, always startled afresh at the unambiguous answers.
“What were your concerns?” Counsel asks.
“Do you think he should be employed at this company?”
Seemingly simple words that seal a 60-month saga.
My first meeting …