They parked behind a fish market. Benoît handed her a still-warm pain au chocolat.
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.
“There’s no road,” Maya replied, swerving anyway.