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(Alright. Sure why not.)
Sly smirked as he crawled through the vents of the building into the safe room. This was going great. He rarely ever had this much luck in a heist. Usually by this point, something would have gone horribly wrong. But for some reason, this was going perfectly. The security was easy to handle, Murry hadn't accidentally let out a loud noise, alerting everyone to their presence. Everything was going great.
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