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The bell above the bakery door jingled as a woman stepped inside, her eyes scanning the display case filled with pastries and breads. "Good morning, Mrs. Thompson," she called out to the elderly woman behind the counter. "Is your famous cinnamon bread ready yet?" Mrs. Thompson smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Almost, dear. I'll have a fresh batch out in just a few minutes. Can I get you something else while you wait?" The woman nodded, her gaze lingering on a tray of chocolate croissants. "I'll take one of those, please. And a large coffee, black." As Mrs. Thompson handed over the croissant and coffee, another customer entered the bakery. "Good morning, gentlemen," Mrs. Thompson greeted the two men. "What can I get for you today?" The taller of the two men leaned against the counter, his eyes darting around the shop. "We're here about the missing painting, Mrs. Thompson. We heard you might have some information." Mrs. Thompson's smile faltered for a moment before she regained her composure. "I'm afraid I don't know anything about that, Officer. Now, what can I get for you?"