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Molly crouched behind the hedge, studying the bungalow’s glowing windows. Inside, six children wore paper crowns and attacked a cake shaped like a dinosaur. Balloons bobbed near the ceiling, guarding a mountain of wrapped presents beneath a plastic tree. Bill adjusted his black ski mask, which had cartoon penguins on it. “Why are there so many balloons?” he whispered. “To make crime festive,” Molly said. A clown stumbled past the window, tripped over a toy trumpet, and vanished beneath the buffet table. Molly checked her watch. The parents were busy arguing about whether glitter was biodegradable. The children were distracted by a magician producing sausages from a hat. Bill peered through the gate. “We take everything?” “Everything with a bow. Leave the educational puzzles.” They slipped across the lawn, avoiding a sprinkler shaped like a smiling frog. At the back door, Molly produced a lock pick, a hairpin, and a tiny screwdriver. Bill handed her a birthday card. “Use this?” “That is not burglary equipment.” “It says ‘Have a magical day.’” The lock clicked. They entered through the kitchen, where juice boxes stood in formation like tiny soldiers. Molly loaded presents into a laundry basket while Bill found a piñata and stared at it reverently. “Focus,” Molly hissed. “It’s shaped like a pirate ship.” From the living room came a roar of applause. The magician had accidentally set his sleeve on fire. Bill grinned. “Perfect cover.” Molly grabbed the final present, a suspiciously heavy one. It rattled. “Probably socks,” Bill said. It barked. They fled as the birthday girl shouted, “My puppy!”