Run: 2026-02-25-01KJBDN94RPZXY36K8Q0KWAB9R

The bell above the door chimed, cutting through the hum of the cooling racks. Flour dust danced in the morning light. "You're early." "The ovens were cold." "Cold? I left them on." "I know. But the timer was reset." "By who?" "That's the question, isn't it?" "You think it was the inspector?" "He was here yesterday. Smelled like cheap cologne and rain." "And you're sure it wasn't a glitch?" "My grandmother taught me to listen to the dough. It's screaming." "You're scaring me." "That's not how science works." "It's how baking works." "Well, the police want to see the ledger. They're asking about the cash." "The ledger is fine. It's the ingredients that are wrong." "Wrong how?" "The yeast. It's not from the usual supplier." "Did you check the invoices?" "They're all signed by you." "I didn't sign for any yeast this month." "Exactly." "So we're looking at a ghost in the pantry?" "Or someone who knows how to sign your name." "That changes everything." "It changes who we can trust." "Who's left?" "Nobody." "We have to decide."