The bakery was abuzz with the morning rush. Freshly brewed coffee and the scent of baking pastries filled the air. "Is the cinnamon raisin bread ready yet? I have a customer waiting." "Just coming out of the oven now. I'll get it packaged up for you." A young woman with flour-dusted arms carefully removed the loaves from the oven and began wrapping them. "Any news on the blackout last night? Seemed to affect the whole street." "Yes, it was strange. The power company said it was an isolated incident, but I heard rumors of sabotage at the town hall meeting." She placed the packaged loaves on the counter. "Sabotage? In our little town? Who would do such a thing and why?" "That's what we need to find out. The mayor has asked me to look into it. Apparently, there were some important documents misplaced during the chaos." Taking the bread, she nodded. "I'd better get these to Mrs. Emerson. She'll be happy to hear about the potential intrigue. You know how she loves a good mystery." The baker laughed. "Indeed. Well, I'll keep my ears open for any tidbits of information. For now, we have a busy morning ahead of us."