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... t instantly by the shrill, monotonous symphony of the Musutafu Central Bank's alarm.
Inside, the air was an acrid, pungent fog. Tear gas clung to the luxurious carpets and to the throats of the dozen hostages lying face down on the marble floor, a mosaic of fear and expensive suits.
"Twitch, status on the vault! Now!"
Cortex's voice, the heist leader's, was a whip of professional calm amidst the chaos. He didn't shout. He didn't need to.
"The thermal lance is at e ...
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