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Morning light spilled across the counters of The Warm Hearth Bakery as the door chimed. Flour dust floated, the scent of fresh croissants mingling with brewing coffee. Maggie wiped a clean surface, powdered sugar clinging to her fingertips, while Elliot stepped into the line of early risers. He smiled. "Morning, Maggie. The usual?" "Just a moment, dear. I’m pulling the new almond braid." She set a steaming tray on the shelf, the pastry glistening. Elliot, voice low, as if sharing a secret. "I heard you’ve been up since four. Your neighbor mentioned a missing recipe card." Maggie, sliding the braid onto a plate. "It’s a bit of a puzzle. A family recipe vanished from the drawer last night. I’m hoping it’s just misplaced." Elliot leaned in, curiosity sharpening. "Maybe someone borrowed it for the town fair’s baking contest." Maggie’s smile tightened. "If that were the case, they’d have left a note. They left something else." She reached under the counter and placed a small paper on the tray. Elliot unfolded it, eyes narrowing at the scrawled words: "The clock in the town hall stopped at 12:15." He looked up, eyebrows raised. A moment of silence hung between them, the ticking of the antique wall clock suddenly louder.