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Molly spread a crayon map across the café table. “Birthday boy’s house. Four o’clock. Presents in the living room.” Bill squinted. “Why is the kitchen labeled ‘dragon’?” “That’s his mother. She caught me testing the doorbell.” “Testing it how?” “Sixteen times. Focus, Bill.” “I am focused. Why are we stealing children’s presents?” “Because the museum fired us, and you said you had a foolproof plan for acquiring valuable small objects.” “I meant the gift shop.” “Too late. We’ve already bought costumes.” Bill held up a floppy hat. “I’m supposed to be a magician?” “An extremely bad one. Distract everyone while I collect the loot.” “How bad?” “Pull a sausage from your sleeve. Drop your cards. Ask the rabbit for help.” “We haven’t got a rabbit.” “Exactly. They’ll spend ages looking for it.” “And how do we get out?” “Through the back gate, past the bouncy castle.” Bill studied the map. “What’s this marked ‘doom’?” “The birthday cake. Chocolate.” “You’re allergic to chocolate.” “I know. Don’t let me near it.” “Suppose the presents are mostly socks?” “Then we retire as sock barons.” “And suppose the children catch us?” Molly folded the map. “We give everything back and say it was a magic trick.” “That might work.” “It had better. You’re opening with the disappearing rabbit.”