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The bell above the door jingled, and the scent of fresh cinnamon rolls drifted through the air. “Did you see the note tucked under the counter?” A faint rustle of paper accompanied the question, the voice low enough to blend with the hum of the mixer. “Just a scrap of parchment, but the handwriting… it’s the same as the one on the old ledger.” The other voice chuckled softly, the sound mingling with the clatter of porcelain cups. “Someone’s trying to stir up trouble again. In a town where the biggest scandal is a burnt batch of scones.” A sigh escaped, the person on the other side, as they lifted a steaming mug. “Remember the night the fire alarm went off? No one saw who lit the candle in the backroom.” The first voice paused, as if listening to the distant tick of the clock. “Exactly. And the baker’s cat vanished right after.” A soft meow echoed from the flour‑dusted corner, startling the speakers. “Maybe the cat knows more than we think.” The second voice smiled, the sound barely audible over the oven’s hiss. “Let’s keep an eye on the pantry. If the culprit returns, they’ll be hungry for more than just pastries.” The bell chimed again, and the bakery settled back into its warm, fragrant hush.