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“Okay, listen,” Molly hissed, adjusting her mask so it didn’t slip over her eyes. “We’re hitting the birthday bash at Mrs. Jenkins’ house tonight.” Bill grinned, twirling a lockpick between his fingers. “The one with the giant unicorn cake? That’s the target?” “Exactly. All the gifts are stacked by the piñata. We split up after the first song.” “So you take the red balloons while I grab the stuffed animals?” “No, you take the stuffed animals. I’ll distract the parents with my ‘magic trick.’” Bill snorted. “My magic trick is making kids laugh until they forget about security cameras.” Molly rolled her eyes. “Fine, but if we get caught, I’m blaming your terrible jokes.” “Deal. Oh, and don’t forget—no touching the cake unless you want Mrs. Jenkins to chase us with a spatula.” “Noted. What about the exit route?” Bill pointed out the window. “Back door. You climb through, I’ll cover the front. Easy.” Molly nodded. “And if anyone asks why we’re dressed like clowns?” Bill winked. “Because clowns never raise suspicion.” Molly groaned. “This plan is insane.” “That’s why it’ll work.”