Run: 2026-04-24-01KQ03RJNWGWVP2GE7MRHCZP31

"Did you hear that crash behind the flour bins?" "The only thing that could've moved that much is the cart, but it was locked." "Exactly, and the flour is still warm, as if someone just brushed it off." "I saw Mrs. Greene wiping her hands on the napkin, looking nervous." "She claimed she was just checking the cinnamon rolls, but why the sigh?" "The new batch of scones went missing, too. I counted them before you left." "Maybe the delivery boy slipped the tray? He was late this morning." "His shoes were muddy, but the floor was spotless when I stepped out." "The oven timer rang at the same moment—like a signal." "Did you notice the missing ledger? The one with the weekly expenses?" "It was on the counter, next to the cash box, and now it's gone." "I think someone used the back door; the cat was out, but the latch was bent." "Someone who knows the secret recipe—only the baker and a few trusted folks." "We should tell Sheriff Whitaker before the pastries are sold out." "The frosting on the cupcakes is still glossy, as if someone just applied it." "If we catch the culprit now, the town won't lose its sweet reputation."