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The bell above the door tinkled as a gust of autumn air swept into Sweetie Pie's Bakery. The aroma of cinnamon and fresh bread filled the cozy space. "Well, if it isn't Nancy Drew herself! What brings you in today? Another mystery to solve?" "Very funny, Marge. I'm just here for my usual blueberry muffin and a strong cup of coffee." "Rough night? You look like you've been up since the crack of dawn." "Close. I've been trying to figure out who's been leaving those cryptic notes around town. Any new gossip from your regulars?" "Honey, this is a bakery, not a police station. But now that you mention it, old Mr. Peterson was in here yesterday, muttering about strange noises coming from the abandoned Miller house." "The Miller house? That place has been empty for years." "Exactly. Gave me the shivers just hearing about it." "Hmm. Maybe I'll take a stroll past there later. Say, is that a new display case?" "Sharp eye! Just got it in yesterday. Had to rearrange the whole shop to fit it." "It's nice. Really opens up the space." "Thanks, dear. Now, about that muffin and coffee..."