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"Another cinnamon roll, or are we branching out today?" "I'll take two of the blueberry scones. Actually, make it three. I have a feeling it’s going to be a long morning." "Trouble down at the historical society again?" "Worse. Mayor Higgins was found locked inside the supply closet, and the key to the trophy case is missing." "Well, that’s a pickle. He was in here just yesterday, arguing with that antiques dealer over the silver teapot." "Exactly. And he ordered a black coffee. No pastry. Who comes into a bakery and doesn't order a pastry?" "A man with a guilty conscience, or perhaps just a man in a terrible hurry. Did you see his shoes?" "Muddy. Which makes no sense because the walkway to the historical society was just paved last week." "I heard the janitor swept up a pile of fresh dirt from the reading room this morning. Red clay, same as the bank by the river." "So he wasn't locked in the closet. He was hiding." "It would seem so. That’ll be six fifty for the scones. You might want to grab a napkin. Looks like you're about to go digging."