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UNCLE is self insured to take care of all those little mishaps in the field. So when THRUSH decides to file, it's a working stiff to the rescue. My thanks to Sparky for her considerable help with this one. Link takes you to AO3
“You are not going to believe this.” Felicia set a claims form down on my desk. “These folks are saying that Kuryakin blew up one of their tanks with a can of spray cheese, a fire extinguisher, and a candle.”
“I believe it. That man could do anything with anything.” I’d never met the agent, except through paperwork. From what I understood, he and his partner were something else. I scanned the paper, smiling as I did. “Hey, are you doing anything after work? Would you like to get something to eat?” I was amazed that I did it without my voice trembling. I started to doodle on the claim form in front of me.
Felicia paused and I swore she could hear my heart pounding, then she smiled. “Yes, that would be fun.” She tapped the paper. “So what do you think?”
“I think it’s legit. If they’d claimed he used C-4, then they’d be lying.”