The scent of freshly baked bread wafted through the air, mingling with the rich aroma of coffee. The little bell above the door chimed softly. "You're up early today. Did Lou's dog find another clue?" "Oh, you know Lou. Always sniffing around. Literally, in this case. But it's not about him this time. Remember the old unsolved case from '57? The one about the missing heirloom?" "How could I forget? The whole town was buzzing for months. They never did find it, did they? Just a bunch of wild theories and dead ends." "Well, someone's been poking around the archives again. Papers left out, files moved. Same M.O. as last time." "You think someone's onto something? Or just stirring up dust?" "Could be either. Or maybe something else entirely. You know how folks get when an old mystery resurfaces. Everyone's a detective all of a sudden." "Speaking of detectives, have you tried these new strawberry tarts?