Through me, they find out that the president of the company will be gone; he is not being considered for reappointment. In effect, he is being fired. But it was supposed to be a secret. Somehow, through my answering regular questions, they figured it out from me.
I’m taken to another meeting, where the president himself is asking me for information. I say nothing beyond what I am authorized to say: he must wait and see. “I know nothing.” The group pressures me; I resist saying anything more. He and his group begin to make decisions, take actions, which I realize will result in his firing. He was not going to be fired for sure, but his reactions — to his believing he will be — ensure that the firing occurs. Is it my fault? If not for me, he would not have thought he was being fired, and put so much in motion.
As I am checking the envelope in the desk for messages to the president, I see one which talks about a potential candidate dying. The letter says that I am the one who told everyone that the president was being fired. Did I do that? I don’t think so, but I can’t be sure. I am going to be in trouble when they see this letter. I put it back in the envelope.
People are trying to get more information from me. I am silent. But one courts me effectively. He and his team want to put me on a new assignment. They say I need a much nicer office to work in, to do the assignment. I am starting to believe them.