Molly and Bill sat crouched in a dark alleyway, their eyes fixed on the colorful banners and twinkling fairy lights that adorned the nearby community center. They were locked in a hushed conversation, their words barely audible above the distant hum of children's laughter. Molly glanced nervously at her partner, "You sure this is the best time to hit the place? I mean, there're kids in there." Bill grinned mischievously, "That's the whole point, Molly. No one would expect a heist at a children's party. It's the perfect cover. Besides, those parents overindulge their little brats." Molly frowned, "I don't know, Bill. It just doesn't feel right." Bill sighed, "Look, it's a job, Molly. And a damn lucrative one at that. Just stick to the plan, and we'll be in and out before anyone notices." Molly nodded reluctantly, "Alright, but we need to be careful. I don't want to get caught." Bill clapped her on the shoulder, "Relax, I've got everything under control. Once we're inside, we'll split up and grab as many presents as we can. Meet back at the getaway car in twenty minutes." Molly looked dubious, "What if something goes wrong?" Bill winked, "Then we improvise. Now let's go." They crept out of the alleyway and carefully approached the community center, their hearts pounding with excitement and nervousness. Molly's palms were sweaty as she clutched the small backpack that contained their tools of the trade. Bill spotted a window that was slightly ajar and motioned for Molly to follow him. They climbed through the window with ease and found themselves in a large storage room filled with boxes of decorations and party supplies. Molly whispered, "Now what?" Bill pointed to a door on the other side of the room, "We need to get to the main hall. That's where all the presents are." They tip-toed across the room, trying to avoid making any noise. As they reached the door, they heard a group of children laughing and shouting in the hallway outside. Molly hesitated, "Maybe we should wait until they're gone." Bill shook his head, "No time to waste. Follow my lead." He slowly opened the door and peeked outside. Seeing that the coast was clear, he signaled for Molly to follow him. They darted down the hallway and slipped into the main hall just as a loud cheer erupted from the crowd. Molly's eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. There were presents everywhere, piled high on tables and spilling out of giant gift bags. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt as she remembered the look of excitement on the children's faces when they arrived earlier. Bill nudged her, "Get a move on. We don't have much time." They quickly loaded up their backpacks with as many presents as they could carry and made their way back to the storage room. Molly glanced at her watch and realized that they had been inside for nearly fifteen minutes. Bill's voice crackled in her earpiece, "Meet me at the getaway car in five. And make sure you're not followed." Molly nodded and slipped out of the community center, her heart racing as she heard the sound of sirens in the distance. She sprinted down the alleyway and jumped into the waiting car, where Bill was already revving the engine. As they sped away from the scene, Molly looked back at the community center and felt a pang of regret. Maybe they should have stuck to robbing banks and jewelry stores, she thought. At least then they wouldn't be stealing from innocent children. Bill must have sensed her unease because he placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and said, "Hey, don't worry about it. Those kids will have plenty of other presents to open. And we just earned ourselves a nice little payday." Molly managed a weak smile and nodded, grateful for her partner's optimism. They may have crossed a line tonight, but at least they were in it together.