Run: 2026-02-24-01KJ8WXA551B9E20M9MT74NNTM

The bell above the door jingled, letting in a gust of autumn air. The warm scent of cinnamon and yeast wrapped around the newcomer like a blanket. "Just in time. The sourdough is still singing as it cools." "I could hear it from the street. But that's not what brought me in. You heard about the library book, I assume?" "The one overdue since 1972? Mrs. Finch finally returned it." "Not that one. The new cookbook, 'Pastries of the Pyrenees.' Vanished from the locked display case last night." "Vanished? But the case was intact?" "Not a scratch. And Miss Elara swears she was the only one with a key." "Except the mayor, for the annual heritage display." "The mayor was at the council meeting until ten. Solid alibi." "So we have a ghost with a taste for French butter techniques." "Or someone who knows more about locks than pastries. Your bear claw, by the way. On the house, for consulting."