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Molly peered through the binoculars. "There's a bouncy castle, Bill. A bouncy castle." "So? We walk past it." "With dignity? You, in that clown costume?" "I'm a distraction, Molly. Clowns are beloved." "Clowns are terrifying. There's a difference." "Either way, people look away. That's the point." "And then what? There are thirty presents under that table." "Thirty-two. I counted the bows." "Of course you did. How do we carry them?" "The big sack. Santa sack. Very festive, very innocent." "You're a clown carrying a Santa sack." "It's a themed party, Molly." "It's a detective's dream is what it is. What's the exit strategy?" "Same as the entrance. Past the bouncy castle." "You're going to waddle through a bouncy castle with thirty-two presents?" "Twenty-eight. Some are socks." "You've done surveillance on the socks?" "A good thief knows his inventory." Bill adjusted his rubber nose. Molly sighed. "Fine. But if a child hugs you, you hug back. We're not monsters." "Obviously," said Bill. "I'm a professional."