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He reached the VIP server room—a glass box glowing with the same aggressive purple as the beat’s visualizer. He didn't use a keycard; he used a frequency. He plugged a small device into the console, and as the beat reached its crescendo—a chaotic mix of bell melodies and crashing cymbals—the security system simply... folded.

As the track faded into its outro, Vance was already back in the sedan. The sirens in the distance blended perfectly with the fading synths. He didn't look back. He just hit Replay . free_lucki_type_beat_x_playboi_carti_x_yeat_ete...

"Five minutes," a voice crackled through his earpiece. It sounded like Yeat —distorted, heavy with reverb, and completely detached from reality. He reached the VIP server room—a glass box