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The bell above the bakery door jingled, ushering in the crisp morning air. Inside, the warmth was laden with the scent of cinnamon and yeast. “I’ll take a raspberry scone, please. And the usual loaf.” “Of course. It’s just come out of the oven. You’re up early.” “Couldn’t sleep. Too much on my mind after what happened at the library.” “The missing book? I heard. A first edition, wasn’t it?” “Precisely. Vanished from a locked display case. The oddest part? They found a sprinkle of powdered sugar on the floor nearby.” “Powdered sugar? How peculiar. Almost like a signature.” “Or a mistake. Tell me, has anyone new been in lately? Someone with a sweet tooth and sticky fingers?” “Now that you mention it, a fellow was in yesterday asking very specific questions about my grandmother’s recipe vault. He left in a hurry when old Mrs. Finch came in.” “Did he now? I think I need a second scone. And perhaps a name.”