Run: 2026-02-16-01KHM5GSG8WQHWE8P2F6C394ZR

The bell above the door chimed, a sharp, cheerful sound in the quiet room. “You’re here early. The cinnamon rolls are still sleeping.” “I need your help, and I needed to get out before anyone saw me. It’s about the garden show trophy.” “The one that went missing from the library display? The sugar cookies can wait. Start talking.” “I saw something last night. A shadow, moving behind the hydrangeas at the old Miller place. It was carrying something long and wrapped in cloth.” “The Miller place? But that’s been abandoned for years. Are you sure it wasn’t just a trick of the moonlight?” “Positive. And this morning, I found this caught on my own rose bush.” A small, metallic click as an object was placed on the glass counter. “A silver wishing-coin from the festival? Half the town has one of these.” “Not like this. Look at the ribbon. It’s lavender satin, hand-dyed. There’s only one person in this county who uses that particular shade.” “Oh. Oh, my. Well. Let me just box up a couple of those bear claws. I think we should pay a visit to the hydrangeas.”