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The bell above the bakery door jingled softly as the woman stepped inside, shaking off a light drizzle. The scent of freshly baked bread and cinnamon pastries filled the cozy room. “Looks like the rain’s finally catching up with us,” she said, glancing out the fogged-up window. “Tell me about it,” came the reply from behind the counter. “I was just about to close early, but figured a hot cup of coffee might keep some folks around.” She smiled, stepping closer to the display case. “Any chance you’re hiding something new today? I need a little treat to brighten this gloomy afternoon.” “Funny you should ask. Just pulled out a batch of lavender honey scones. Not many people try lavender here, but I swear it’s easier on a gray day.” The woman’s eyes lit up. “I’ll take two, then. And a black coffee, please. My detective duties aren’t going to solve themselves.” The laugh that followed was warm, almost conspiratorial. “If you solve this town’s mysteries as well as you pick pastries, I’m certain the answer’s already in your pocket.” Outside, the rain softened to a gentle patter, and the soft hum of the oven filled the quiet space.