Run: 2026-02-25-01KJBDMAZP3YJCF2RVCXR7MZM8

Bell above the door chimed, cutting through the hum of the espresso machine and the scent of burnt sugar. Steam curled from the croissants. Morning light filtered through the windows. "You're early for the morning rush." "The fog rolled in early. I needed warmth." "Coffee's on the house. You look like you've seen a ghost." "Worse. Mayor's prize poodle is missing." "Again? That dog has more freedom than the town council." "Not this time. He was tied to the bench outside the library." "Tied? That's new." "Found a note in his collar. Said the blueberry scones were the key." "I bake those every Tuesday." "Exactly. Someone knows your schedule." "I locked up at six." "Did you check the back door?" "Always." "Then who slipped the note in?" "Maybe it wasn't slipped. Maybe it was baked in." "Don't joke about poison." "I'm not. But if the dog ate it, we need to know what's inside." "I'll make a batch." "Make it double. The sheriff wants to taste test." "Tell him to come after noon. I need time to think." "Time is running out." "The oven timer is set. That's all the time I have." The alarm beeped. Silence filled the room.