PART 1; IN THE EYES OF DANGER

In the Eyes of danger Part 1

Evan stretched his arms—and almost lost his balance. The train rattled and swayed back and forth, and gave Evan’s inner ear a run for its money. People all turned and looked at Evan as if he were stupid. Admittedly, these people were all commuter veterans, and it was Evan’s first day at his new job. He’d get better in time. It was just that he had been spending the last few nights studying up on all different types of insurance. The firm he was about to work at was utterly prestigious, and that intimidated him. But, this job is what he had been studying for all throughout school.

For a moment, Evan had a terrifying thought that this was as simple and as plain as his life was ever going to be. Evan got off the bus and walked across the platform huddled around the other commuters. As they walked down the steps to the street below, an older woman caught his eye. She was holding on to the railing very carefully. She was moving along with the others, but something about her didn’t feel right. Evan kept moving—until he felt this gut wrenching pull in his stomach. His imagination strobed images of the woman, from the fibers in her coat to the suede of her shoes to the imperfections in her jewelry and her trembling hands.

Evan rushed down and pulled his way through the group so he was right below her. Suddenly, she tripped and fell—right into his arms. Everyone stopped moving and looked. If Evan hadn’t helped her, she surely would have tumbled to her death.

Older woman: “Thank you, young man—Thank goodness you were here…”

Evan stared off into the distance. He had only felt the urge to get to her moments ago,

Evan: “Yeah…Thank goodness…”

Evan walked into his new office to see people running around frantically. New claims were being handled at break neck pace. Lawyers were phoned-in, and bosses were consulted. That Boss, Evan began to realize, what the most integral part.

“Who are you?” barked Charles, one of the senior claims handlers.

“My name is Evan, sir.”

Charles: “Evan? You’re the new fresh meat, right? I'm Charles. It's a Pleasure to have you meet me of course! and everyone else here. You’ll be working under me. And Craig. And Mark. And Nick. And Tony, even though God doesn’t even know how he’s still here. Bottom line is, a lot of people are gonna ask you to do a bunch of things—and all you gotta do is do ‘em all. It’s no big deal. Half hour lunch breaks, too. Not a bad perk.”

Evan: “Um…I’m looking to do my best, sir.”

Charles: “Here, give these to everyone,”

Charles handed Evan an unruly wad of cards.

Charles: “Business owners, anyone who you think would do something dangerous…skateboarders. Give them cards. And people who you think would never do anything wrong—living saints—give ‘em to them, too.”

Evan: “So, everyone?”

Charles: “See? You’re a master. This is insurance. We’re in the business of doing business with the right people.”
Charles walked off as if that was going to be the only time they ever spoke.

Evan had a feeling it wasn’t.

To be continued...

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