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The bell above the door jingled, announcing the first customer of the day. The warm, sweet air of the bakery was rich with the scent of rising dough and sugar. Good morning! The usual? Please. And a slice of that peach pie, if you have any left. Coming right up. You heard about the commotion last night? Over at the library? I saw the police car. What happened? Miss Tilbury reported a break-in. Nothing taken, but her desk was rifled through. She thinks someone was looking for the old town ledger. The one with the map to the founder's treasure? That's just a legend. Maybe, but someone seems to believe it. And guess who was seen lurking around after hours? Don't tell me. The new historian from the city? Bingo. He's been asking too many questions about the founding families. Interesting. But why would he break in? He has access during the day. Unless he's looking for something that isn't supposed to be found. Something only the ledger can lead him to. You're starting to sound like a mystery novel. Still, it's unsettling. Isn't it just? Here's your order. Keep this between us, for now. No need to stir the town into a frenzy. My lips are sealed. But I'll keep my ears open. This feels like just the beginning.