The Wistful Incense
The intercom clicks twice, a sharp, dry sound that cuts through the hum of the server room. You are forty-two. You are a Senior Compliance Officer at Meridian Assurance, a title that costs you more sleep than it brings you respect. You want the audit clean. You want the promotion to Director of Risk, a seat that has been empty since the last scandal, a seat that would finally put a roof over...
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