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"So the target is a seven-year-old's birthday party," Molly said. "Correct," Bill said. "Security?" "A bouncy castle. Complete perimeter lockdown. No gaps." "Hostiles?" "Twelve toddlers. Armed with pure sugar and sticky fingers." "Lethal." "Very. Plus a clown." "Christ. Is he making balloon animals?" "Affirmative. Swords and poodles. He's highly skilled. Twisted them in seconds." "We'll need a diversion." "I was thinking a piñata strike. They swarm the candy, we grab the loot from the gift table." "What's the haul looking like?" "Legos. A shiny bicycle. Definitely an Xbox. Maybe a gift card or two." "We hit the gift table at fourteen hundred hours, right after they cut the cake." "They'll be singing. That's when they're weakest." "What about the mother?" "She'll be cutting the cake. Knife in hand, though. Do not spook her." "Right. Get in, grab the Xbox, get out. No heroics." "What if the clown sees us?" "Take him out. Non-lethal. A pie to the face should suffice." "You bringing the minivan?" "Parked by the bouncy castle. Keep the engine running." "I love it when a plan comes together."