Run: 2026-02-16-01KHK96P3Y9YPNV9KMXT3FQVME

“They put the cinnamon rolls in the wrong case again.” “Or someone wanted them closer to the door. Easier to grab and run.” “You think everything’s a theft waiting to happen.” “In this town? It usually is. You heard about Mrs. Talbot’s missing brooch?” “Everyone’s heard about it. She interrogated the choir like we were suspects on a talk show. Maybe she just misplaced it.” “She didn’t misplace it in that display case.” “You can’t be serious. You think the brooch is here? Next to the coconut macaroons?” “Not now. Last Thursday. Look at the lock on the pastry case.” “It’s just old. George refuses to replace anything that still holds sugar.” “The metal’s bright along the edge. Someone forced it recently. Fresh scratch marks.” “Stop leaning over the counter, you’ll smudge the glass. If George comes out of the kitchen, he’ll ban you again.” “He banned me for asking why the register came up short, not for solving crimes.” “You didn’t solve anything, you insulted his math.” “His math was missing forty-two dollars and a sapphire brooch.” “Coincidence.” “Coincidences don’t leave tiny blue stones under the cash drawer.” “…You took the stone?” “I bagged it. Want to help me return a brooch before the morning rush?”