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Molly spread the blueprints across the hood of their van, weighing down the corners with a juice box, two animal crackers, and a confiscated lollipop. The target was deceptively simple: a five-year-old's birthday party at the community rec center. But Bill had spent three days conducting surveillance, and the operation was far more complicated than it appeared. "The bounce house changes everything," Bill muttered, circling the inflatable structure with a red marker. "Where did the pony even come from?" Molly squinted at his notes. The guest list included twenty-two children, each one a potential witness with zero concept of personal boundaries or discretion. The parents were worse—helicopter types armed with smartphones and an unholy devotion to documenting every single moment for social media consumption. Bill outlined the diversionary tactic: a second cake, smuggled in from the grocery store, would create a sugar-fueled stampede near the west wall. During the chaos, Molly would extract the presents from beneath the gift table while dressed as the hired magician's assistant. "What if there's no magician's assistant?" Bill asked. "Then we improvise." The security detail consisted of one teenager named Chad who was being paid in pizza and had been spotted asleep during rehearsal.