I carefully put on the thief clothes. Nothing should make any noise. I step on the tops. It's dark. I cannot turn on the flashlight because there is someone sleeping. I crawl on my stomach and open the door. The other two bastards are ready waiting for me. I signal them to follow me. We carefully sneak to the device. It's an ordinary one, no problem to be opened by three experts like us. We extract de package. Dane, where are you? I quickly put the cake back. The lights are turned on. The bastard 1 and bastard 2 have cream on their noses.
(Translated by Emilia-Georgiana Călinescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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