The bell above the bakery door jingled, marking the arrival of another customer. Inside, the aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the air, enticing everyone to linger a little longer. "Any news on Emily's murder?" "Not a word." "Can you believe it's been a week since it happened?" "I know. It feels like just yesterday she was in here ordering her favorite cinnamon swirl." "I still can't believe she's really gone." "I know. It's hard to accept. The whole town is still in shock." "You know, I heard the police found some interesting evidence at the scene." "Oh? What kind of evidence?" "I don't know, but I heard it was something small, something that could easily have been missed." "You think it might be the key to solving the case?" "I don't know, but I'd love to get my hands on that evidence." "Good luck with that. I hear Chief Jenkins is being very tight-lipped about the whole thing." "Well, I'm not one to give up easily. I'll get to the bottom of this, mark my words."