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The bell above the bakery door jingled softly as the first morning light filtered through the frosted windows. The air was rich with the scent of cinnamon and freshly baked bread. "You're here early. Couldn’t sleep again?" "No, just thought I’d beat the crowd. You know how Mrs. Whitaker gets if the almond croissants sell out." "Fair point. I’ll box one up for you before she arrives. Coffee?" "Please. Black, no sugar. You’re a lifesaver." "Hardly. Just doing my part to keep the town from descending into chaos. Did you hear about the commotion last night? Over by the old library?" "Of course I did. Small towns don’t have secrets, just delayed gossip. What do you think happened?" "Hard to say. The police were there for hours. Something about a broken window and a missing key. Bit odd, isn’t it? The library’s been closed for years." "Odd, but not surprising. That place has always been a magnet for trouble. Remember when we used to dare each other to go in after dark?" "Barely made it to the front steps before running back. I’ve still got the scar from tripping over that loose brick." "Funny how things don’t change. Here’s your croissant. Enjoy it before the chaos begins." "Thank you. You’re the best." "Just doing my job. Now, go on. Something tells me today’s going to be… interesting."