“Not really leadership material,” Mattis said. “C’mon, Silfy’s been doing this as long as me. She’s a sneak, best pick we got, and her plan is pretty good. Silfy, tell 'em. Tell them plan A.”

Silfy grinned. “We’re gonna have a grown-up do it!”

“I don’t wanna,” Umi said. “Not with you in charge. Mol’s supposed to be in charge.”

“Mol’s busy.”

“What about Mattis?”

“We’re gonna steal him back.”

“Us?” Ide said. “Haven’t stolen anything in a while.”

“That’s alright. I got it all planned out: a smuggling ring. I got this scroll, and we’ll use disguises. Ide does the fur, Mirkon will dye them, and Umi—”

“Team, meet Yenna,” Silfy said to the thieflings gathered at the Rivington refugee camp. “She needs our help.”

Yenna squeezed her cat, Grub, and said, “There’s a refugee couple, really nice, and they have a dog named Biscotti, and Mar’hyah—the mean lady who runs the courier post—stole him!”

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