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Molly spread the floor plan across the bonnet of their getaway car. “The party’s in the community hall. Presents are stacked beside the birthday cake.” “Excellent,” said Bill. “We enter disguised as entertainers.” “You can’t juggle.” “I can juggle one thing.” “What?” “My expectations.” Molly tapped the map. “We go through the kitchen, grab the gifts, and leave before anyone notices.” “Children notice everything,” Bill said. “Last week one spotted my fake mustache was attached with jam.” “Then we need a better disguise.” Bill opened the boot. Inside lay two enormous costumes: a smiling rabbit and a slightly sinister cupcake. “I’ll be the rabbit,” he said. “Rabbits are trusted.” “Not that rabbit. It looks like it knows where the bodies are buried.” “That’s the cupcake, Molly.” She sighed. “Fine. We’ll pose as party helpers. You carry the presents; I distract the adults.” “With what?” “Conversation.” “Terrifying.” They slipped around the back and entered through the kitchen. A woman handed Molly a tray of lemonade. “Perfect,” Molly whispered. “We’re in.” Bill eyed the glittering pile of gifts. “Operation Wrapped Up is underway.” A small voice spoke behind him. “Are you the magician?” Bill froze. “Yes.” “Make my uncle disappear.” Molly smiled. “That’s our specialty.” Bill hefted a gift sack. “Can we start with this one?” “No,” Molly whispered. “The uncle.” From the hall came a thunderous snore. “Lucky,” Bill said. “He’s already vanishing into his chair.”