Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY9PZRM3D0M085P2X1GJYXR

The aroma of fresh cinnamon rolls and brewed coffee filled the cozy bakery on Maple Street, where sunlight streamed through lace-curtained windows onto checkered tablecloths. Flour dusted the wooden counter, and a chalkboard menu advertised today's special: pumpkin spice scones. Behind the display case, the bell above the door jingled softly as a regular patron entered, her wool coat brushing against the pastry racks. "Did you hear about old Mr. Hargrove? Found his prize-winning pie recipe missing from his safe this morning." "Missing? That's peculiar. He guarded that thing like it was gold. Who'd want a recipe bad enough to steal it?" "Could be anyone in this town—rival bakers, maybe that new cafe owner from out of town. Or what if it's tied to the anonymous notes we've been getting? 'Bake or break'—sounds like a threat." "Notes? I got one too, slipped under the door last night. Thought it was a prank, but now... we should check the back room. If someone's snooping around bakeries, they might hit here next." "Alright, but quietly. Last thing we need is the sheriff poking his nose in before the fall festival. Pass me that rolling pin—just in case."