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Favorite thing? Her laugh—rare, rough, real. Surprised me, that. Thought she’d be all cold, y’know, professional. Nope! Cracked a joke bout my height—cheeky mare!—and I roared. “You’re a beast,” I told her, winkin’. She smirked back, “Beasts survive.” Fuckin’ poetry, that. Straight outta *Leviathan* vibes—“Life’s a prison, no bars.” She’s trapped, but damn, she’s sharp.

Settlements

Finally, I get back, and Oleg’s got this serious face. He’s like, “We need to talk about the bakery claim.” I’m thinking, “Oh boy, here we go.” Turns out, they found evidence of insurance fraud. I’m like, “Told ya!” I feel like a detective in a movie.