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Molly slipped the lockpick set into her pocket and glanced at the neon balloon arch that marked the backyard of the birthday bash. The evening air smelled of frosting and cheap perfume, a perfect cover for a heist that sounded more like a prank. Bill crouched behind a folding table, his flashlight flickering as he surveyed the candy buffet. He whispered, “We move at midnight, kids asleep.” Molly smiled, tugging at the strap of her messenger bag. “Presents in red box near cake,” she replied, eyes scanning the glittering pile. They exchanged a quick nod, then slipped through the garden gate, their footsteps muffled by the soft grass. The party lights twinkled like fireflies, and a distant giggle floated on the breeze. Bill checked his watch, the seconds ticking down. “Check.” he muttered, pulling a small mirror to glance at the security camera. Molly nodded, “All clear.” They slipped inside, their shadows merging with the swirling streamers, ready to lift every toy, every sweet, and every unsuspecting grin. Bill whispered, “Quiet now, move.” Molly answered, “Ready?” He nodded, “Go!” Then they slipped deeper, slowly, the music thumping like a heartbeat. They vanished into night, leaving only empty chairs and silence.