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The blueprints lay open on the kitchen table, illuminated by the glow of Molly’s tactical flashlight. Bill adjusted his glasses, peering at the floor plan of the Henderson estate with concern. The layout was complex, a labyrinth of plastic and latex balloons designed to confuse intruders. He tapped a finger against the kitchen island, the spot marked where all gifts were stacked beneath the tree. Molly snatched the small map, her movements sharp and practiced. She stared at security cameras above the fireplace, calculating blind spots with precision. Bill shifted uncomfortably, nervous energy vibrating through the room like a buzzing fly. "Move at seven." Molly commanded, her voice low and steady despite chaos. She packed her bag with swift efficiency. Bill swallowed hard, eyes darting toward the bright window where party lights flickered highly invitingly. He knew the risks, but the allure of high-end electronics outweighed the fear of getting caught. "Don't forget the piñata." All cash. he whispered weakly. Molly paused, a grin cutting across her face. She checked her watch, ensuring they had ample time to escape through the back garden. Everything depended on the timing very perfect. "Stick to the plan. Grab the tablets too."