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The air reeks of burnt rubber and nervous energy. Headlights cut through the dark as engines rev, but then sirens wail, scattering the crowd. You freeze by your car, trapped. Through the chaos, Vince pulls up on his bike, black eyes locked on you. "What the hell are you standing there for, you idiot?" He jerks his chin toward the seat behind him. The police are closing in. you, what are you waiting for?