"We just bled fifteen percent of our global listeners."
Victoria Price dropped her encrypted tablet onto the glass desk. Her hands shook visibly.
Ryan Parker sat in his leather chair. He did not blink. Yesterday, his independent label held undisputed dominion over the music industry. Today, an invisible knife severed a massive artery.
"Quantify the loss," Ryan commanded smoothly.
"Three hundred million active streams vanished in four hours," Leo Vance answered. The young tech expert paced the luxury penthouse. He ran his hands through his messy hair.
"Did the AuraStream servers fail?" Aria Vance asked from the sofa. She sounded terrified.
"The servers are functioning flawlessly," Leo reported. "The global radio syndicates are still playing our tracks. The physical polymer records are
