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December 3, 2010
Not again, she thought. Two HR representatives led Jerry from accounting toward the elevators. He carried a cardboard box in his arms and a shell-shocked expression on his face. She glanced toward the conference room in time to see Maria escorted in and the door shut.

It had happened before at other places she'd worked, too many to count. Once she'd shown up for work to find the doors locked, the lights off, and the office furniture gone. Calmly, she clicked open her résumé, shrank the window to a small, unnoticeable size, and prepared to climb through it.