The midday sun spilled golden warmth over Golden Garden Estate, the light catching on manicured hedges and blooming flowerbeds that lined the quiet street. The air carried a soft hum of summer , the faint whir of distant lawnmowers, the sweet scent of jasmine drifting lazily on a gentle breeze. On one of the villa-lined walkways, three children stood shoulder to shoulder before a polished front door, their small forms framed by the sprawling elegance of their neighbor's house.
Just moments earlier, the chime of the doorbell had echoed faintly from inside, marking the official start of their carefully planned mission. Now they waited, hearts thudding in unison, each pulse loud enough to feel in their ears.
