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The little bell above the door of "The Sweet Dilemma" tinkled merrily. The air hung warm and thick with the comforting scent of baking bread and a lingering trace of blueberry muffins. "Arthur, darling, any sign of that peculiar gentleman who bought the entire batch of eclairs yesterday? The one with the rather alarming hat?" "Morning, Beatrice. No, and I was hoping he’d forgotten where he put his wallet. Such a strange order. Left me clean out for the morning rush." "Stranger still, he left behind this. Tucked right under the display case. Looks rather expensive." "Hmm, let me see. A silver locket? Engraved, too." "Indeed. With the initial 'R'. Now, who in this town answers to 'R' – besides young Rosie who’s just turned ten and can barely tie her shoelaces?" "Could be a visitor. Or someone just passing through with a remarkable sweet tooth and a penchant for dramatic headwear." "Passing through don't usually leave personal jewellery behind, Arthur. And it wasn't just any visitor. I felt eyes on me when he left. And you seemed jumpy yourself." "Just tired, Beatrice. Long day. And a man who buys a dozen eclairs at once is bound to be a bit unsettling."