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Molly adjusted her binoculars, peering through the dense holly bush as the bass thumped violently through the vinyl siding of the suburban home. Inside, thirty tiny humans shrieked with glee over plastic dinosaurs and action figures. Bill nervously wiped sweat from his brow, clutching the heavy sack meant specifically for the loot. They had rehearsed this intricate heist for weeks, targeting the annual birthday bash of the Mayor’s son. The security was laughably poor, relying on a cheap string of blinking LEDs rather than professional guards. Molly traced a precise line on her map with a black gloved finger. The cake corner offered the best blind spot near the towering wrapping table. They had to wait until the music swelled, drowning out the sound of the ransacking. Bill checked his watch for the third time, his anxiety radiating like scorching heat from a summer oven. “Is the plan solid?” Bill whispered softly. “Perfectly executed,” Molly replied quietly. “Just go now.” “Wait. This is risky,” he said. “Trust me.” Molly didn't look away from the window. “It’s worth every penny, Bill.” They moved slowly as the lights dimmed, slipping through the unlocked door into the dark belly of the birthday beast.