Molly crouched in shadows, peering through the blinds at the glittery bunting that adorned the backyard. "It's like a fairy explosion in there." Bill crept up behind her, his aftershave carrying a hint of spice. "Very festive," he agreed, peeking through the other blinds. "I count ten presents. Shouldl be a pretty haul." "The idea's hatched. Figuring out the vault is the tricky part." Molly closed the blinds and stepped into the alley. "You noticed too, huh? Basement door, lock on the left of the chimney. Circuits jumbled." "Cut the red wire," Bill said, smoothly. "Though... what kind of loon wires up a child's safe?" "Someone with a lot of annoying nieces and nephews. There!" Molly said, finishing the recital of a Morse code message. "Dad. Walt. Open." As if on cue, Walt emerged, pushing a lawnmower into the yard. "Alright you two! No smoking, no making mess, you hear me?" All three nodded mutely. Walt moved back inside, his laughter trailing behind him. An invitation to disaster. Bill slipped an eyedropper from his jacket. "Better brace yourself. That fool can't sew a button onto a dress if you pay him." "Better to move fast than hasty," Molly replied calmly. She picked up a gardening spade. Bill paused. "You're the one in the cellar?" She tossed him a look. "Heard a noise. I'm doing the safe later. You've got the chimney. May want a change of clothes." Bill virtually huffed, setting the ladder against the roof in one piece. "Suits as long as I don't leave with that wife's 300 year old dress. Right up my alley!" Molly pulled her hood up and fished the keys from her pocket. "Don't forget to vacuum. Easier if you track down and just steal someone new. I'll snap into her clothes once you're done with thorough child kidnapping." "The black coat and scarf. Wear the boots too." Bill spun from the ladder, sent a final look her way. "For climbing back in when my shoulders freeze. Always catch you at the car." "My bug becomes a bake sale and judge tells us to stop been bad." Molly was already setting off down the alley. The back door slammed shut, sealing her inside the yard, outside the law.