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The aroma of fresh cinnamon rolls wafted through the cozy bakery, where sunlight streamed onto wooden counters dusted with flour. Behind the display case, a woman in a floral apron arranged pastries, while her friend leaned on the counter, sipping coffee. "I heard old Mr. Hargrove's prized pocket watch went missing last night. Right from his mantelpiece." A soft laugh. "In this town? Probably just misplaced it again. Remember the time he accused the mailman of stealing his newspaper?" "But this is different. The window was jimmied open—no sign of forced entry otherwise. And who would want a dusty old watch? It's not even valuable." The aproned woman paused, wiping her hands on a towel. "Unless it's that inscription on the back. Something about a family secret, right? Hargrove always mumbled about hidden fortunes." "Hidden fortunes? Now you're spinning tales like one of those mystery novels you devour. Pass me another croissant— these are divine." "Help yourself. But mark my words, someone's up to no good. We should poke around after closing." A mischievous grin. "Detective mode activated. Just don't get us arrested for snooping." Laughter echoed as the bell above the door tinkled, welcoming another customer into the warm haven.