The bass dropped one last time. Then the file erased itself.
The file landed in Jace’s inbox at 11:47 PM on a Saturday. No subject line. Just the attachment: dont-kill-the-party--feat.-tyga-.aiff . dont-kill-the-party--feat.-tyga-.aiff
Jace looked out the window. Tyga’s car was parked outside. No driver. Engine running. Headlights aimed straight at Jace’s front door, blinking in slow threes. The bass dropped one last time