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what Dr. Haar was doing. “Will she tell you more?”
    Wenda sighed. “I’ll call her and ask.”
    I thanked my colleague.
     
    That afternoon, my phone rang.
    Wenda murmured, “According to Angie, Frank, the man from Twobin, is a web designer. His company won’t replace ours.”
    I paused, relieved. “Thank you for the information.”
    “No problem.”
    My jaw muscles tightened, nervous. “Are there any Twobin coders who can replace us?”
    “I don’t think so.”
    “Are you sure?”
    She hesitated. “No.”
    “If they are paid less, Dr. Haar or somebody else in Faasp might hire them, and tell Donald that he along with other Ahantech employees are no longer needed.”
    “It’s possible, but I hope not.”
    I sighed, thanked her for calling, and hung up. Should I call Donald, talk to him about Twobin? No. He was under too much pressure.
     
    Friday morning, Linda sat next to my desk, an impromptu visit, scowling.
    I shifted in my chair, wondering why she had come here. Wanting polite conversation, not an argument, I paused, weighing options. “How are you?”
    “Lousy.”
    I winced, surprised. “Why do you say that?”
    “Yesterday, Donald called me, said I should come to his office. After I arrived, he said that someone told him my coding had caused problems.”
    I hesitated, adrenaline pumping, shocked. “Did he say who that someone was?”
    “No.”
    “Why didn’t you ask?”
    “I was scared. He looked pissed off.”
    My stomach muscles jerked, a frustrated reaction. “Keep going.”
    “He told me to slow down. I said that was a good idea. He smiled and sent me back to my office.”
    I grinned. “Thanks for telling me.”
    Her face lit up. “Thanks for listening.”
    I offered a thumbs-up.
    She hurried away.
    I clenched my fist, irritated, guessing Ray had complained about Linda’s coding. However, my estimation could be wrong. Either way, there was nothing I could do to stop this.
     

Chapter Ten
     
     
    Wednesday afternoon, someone knocked on my office door.
    I raised an eyebrow, wondering who it was, stood up, and opened it.
    Ray blurted, “Donald just hired one of my friends, Nate.”
    Next to him, a handsome man with chiseled features smirked.
    I flinched, caught off guard. “Congratulations.”
    Ray glared at me. “See ya. You should quit.” Both of them walked off.
    I winced. According to a search, Nate Tell had undergrad and graduates degrees in Nanotechnology from Daog College along with a Bachelors in Computer Science from Teil College. For the past two and a half years he worked for Sai.
    In my imagination, a worst-case scenario, Donald pointed at pages of my code, then told me there were too many mistakes. What could I say if he mentioned that?
    Nothing, arguing would only make him angry. Tonight, after everyone left, I would update my resume. Who would hire me? It was hard to tell. On Saturday, my only day off, I would search for a new job.
     
    Friday morning, somebody knocked on my office door.
    Chills ran down my spine, a paranoid reaction. Nobody called, told me they would drop by. “Come in.”
    An attractive black woman, a tall lady with a serious expression on her face reached out. “I’m Cindy Washington.”
    I grinned and shook her hand.
    “Donald hired me, yesterday.”
    “Congratulations.”
    “Thank you.”
    I nodded.
    She offered a smile. “I have to go, start on a project.”
    I told her to drop by anytime.
    Cindy left.
    Was she Ray’s friend? I exhaled, angry with myself because this important question hadn’t come to mind until now. According to a web search, she received her undergraduate and graduate degrees in Biology from Tyoo University. Later on, this colleague earned a Bachelors’ in Computer Science from Hinwu College. She had worked at Innopt Corporation, Innovations in Optics, for two years, an impressive feat. I sat and typed, worried about making errors.
     
    Within the hour, my phone rang.
    Wenda said, “A few minutes ago, Ray told me