Run: 2026-02-16-01KHM5Z8HS5P4RK9C1W3PS9ZFB

The bakery’s bells jingled softly as the door swung open, letting in a crisp autumn breeze. “Is that the infamous pumpkin spice latte cake? It smells divine.” “Fresh out of the oven and already half gone. Mrs. Higgins bought three slices for her tea party. You’re lucky there’s one left.” “Lucky? Or is this your way of buttering me up before you ask for a favor?” “Me? Buttering you up? Never. But now that you mention it, I could use some help tracking down whoever’s been stealing Mrs. Tully’s prized roses.” “Roses? That’s your mystery du jour? Shouldn’t you be investigating something more… sinister?” “Sinister? This is Willowbrook. The most sinister thing here is Mr. Grayson’s burnt scones.” “Fair point. Still, roses seem a bit… tame for someone like you.” “Tame? Have you met Mrs. Tully? She’s convinced it’s a conspiracy. Says the thief leaves glitter behind just to taunt her.” “Glitter? That’s oddly specific. Almost like someone wants to be noticed.” “Exactly. Which is why I suspect the culprit might be closer to home than she thinks.” “Closer to home, huh? You’re saying it’s personal?” “Very personal. And I have a feeling this glitter trail might lead right to her grandson’s art project.”