Benefitmonkey - Maya Rose - The French Connection -

Three weeks earlier, Maya had discovered that BenefitMonkey’s CEO—a man named Harrison T. Vane, who wore turtlenecks and spoke about “synergistic wellness ecosystems” like a cult leader—had sold Soufflé’s backdoor to a consortium of private equity ghouls. Their goal: trigger a cascade of “preventable” medical bankruptcies, then buy the debt for pennies, then sell it back to the victims as wellness bonds.

They parked behind a fish market. Benoît handed her a still-warm pain au chocolat. BenefitMonkey - Maya Rose - The French Connection

“There’s no road,” Maya replied, swerving anyway. They parked behind a fish market

Her co-pilot was a man named Benoît, though everyone called him Le Singe —The Monkey. He was the only French coder who’d ever been banned from BenefitMonkey’s API for trying to automate free croissant reimbursements. He smelled of butter and regret. And he was currently eating a baguette while navigating back roads that weren’t on any GPS. Her co-pilot was a man named Benoît, though

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