It was a couple of days later when Vaughn noticed that some employees looked at him weirdly. They greeted him all right, but he could see something in the expression of their faces and eyes.
“Really? Sir Vaughn went to have therapy? Maybe it was because of the accident.”
He overheard someone say, a female employee. He stopped in the hallway with his hands inside his slacks front pockets. His eyes were directed to the woman, who was talking with another lady. He had no idea what their ranks were in the company, but seeing they were going into a cubicle in the production area, they could be supervisors.
Huh! So, who spread this information to them?
He watched as more than one head turned in his direction. The woman who just spoke earlier covered her mouth when she realized it and saw him
