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Molly adjusted her black balaclava carefully. “The security is tight, Bill.” Bill checked his wristwatch nervously. “It’s a six-year-old’s birthday party.” “Exactly. He eats everything.” She pointed at the crumpled invitation. “We go in during cake.” Bill sighed heavily and looked down. “I am not stealing candy from children.” “Not candy. The Lego set. The PS5.” “It is for a kid named Timmy.” “Timmy does not need a console. He needs a nap.” “What if he cries loudly?” “Then we bribe him with gum.” Bill rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Is gum enough for a felony?” “It is gum.” He nodded very slowly. “Okay. But if the dog bites me, I pay the vet.” “Deal. Grab the sack.” They moved quickly toward the open window. The house was dark except for the glowing Christmas tree. “Ready?” Molly whispered quietly. “Born ready.” They slipped inside silently. The smell of frosting hit them immediately. “Smells like victory,” Bill said. “And sugar,” Molly corrected. They began stacking boxes rapidly. “One more,” Bill urged. “Done.” They vanished into the very cold night.