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Chapter 2: Baptism of Blood.
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... neck—a daily reminder of all the compromises he had made in life. He was a cog in the relentless machine of Benevolent Insurance, a company whose name was nothing short of a cruel joke. His job wasn't about helping people; it was about denying claims, finding loopholes, and protecting the company's bottom line at the expense of desperate souls. He was good at it, too. But he hated himself for it.
Every rejection letter he stamped felt like another nail in the coffin of his own humanity, ...
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