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Molly spread the party invitation across the kitchen table like it was a treasure map. "Three o'clock, Saturday, at the community center. Fifty kids, unlimited juice boxes, and a piñata shaped like a golden unicorn." Bill squinted at the paper. "You want us to rob a children's birthday party?" "We're not robbing children, Bill. We're robbing their parents. The presents are just collateral damage." She tapped the gift table illustration. "Look at this haul. Remote control cars, tablets, probably some cryptocurrency wallets in those little gift bags." "Last time we hit a daycare, we got chased by a woman wielding a diaper bag." "That was different. That woman had training." Molly pulled out two clown wigs. "We go in as entertainers. Bill, you do magic. I'll juggle." "I don't know how to juggle." "You'll learn. Or I'll throw things at you until you do." She grinned. "Think of the headlines. 'Mysterious Clowns Steal Birthday Presents, Leave Only Disappointment.'" Bill sighed, adjusting the wig. "What's our exit strategy?" "Same as always. Through the bathroom window, past the dumpster, into my van." She checked her watch. "We leave at 3:47. The sugar crash hits around 3:30, so the parents will be distracted." "And the children?" "Traumatized, probably. But think of the story they'll tell." Molly grabbed her bag. "Clown heist. Best idea you've ever had." "It was your idea." "Exactly. Now let's go steal some Legos."