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Molly adjusted her disguise, a oversized clown nose, while Bill checked the garden perimeter. They watched children enter quietly with balloons tied to small wrists. Inside, a massive mountain of wrapped gifts waited under the pine tree. This heist required precision and a complete lack of conscience. The plan was simple infiltration followed by rapid egress to the van. Bill wiped sweat from brow, heart pounding rhythmically against chest as clock ticked closer. They couldn't afford to be seen by neighbors who knew their criminal history. Bill pointed toward the kitchen window, noting lack of motion sensors on the glass. Molly checked her gloves, pulling fabric down tight over her wrists. "Ready?" Molly whispered. "Are we definitely breaking the law?" Bill asked. "Yes," Molly said. "Do we need to run?" Bill replied. "No," Molly stated. "Let's really go," Bill said. "Okay," Molly nodded. "Go now." Bill ordered. The moon shone brightly above the fence post casting long shadows across the lawn. He hoped no stuffed animals were part of all security inside the dark room. The neighbors watched television quietly while eating popcorn in the dark kitchen alone. They could not afford to be seen or heard tonight.