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The bakery's ovens hummed as two silhouettes moved by the window. "Smells like heaven in here." "Best apple fritters in the county. Want one?" "Maybe. If you answer a question first. What were you doing near the old mill last night?" "Walking. Night clears the mind." "Under a new moon, with a flashlight? You were searching for something." "Maybe. Someone's been digging around the foundation." "Digging? For the buried money? That's a myth." "Is it? The original deed says otherwise. And the librarian found a diary." "The diary mentions a silver box. Hidden before the fire." "So you are looking for it." "Aren't we all? But that box holds more than coins. It contains the truth about the founding family." "The founding family? You mean the ones who started this bakery?" "Exactly. And they weren't just bakers. They were... something more." "More? Like... keepers of secrets?" "The biggest secret of all. And someone else knows. I saw footsteps in the flour dust near the mill." "Footsteps? So we're not the only ones looking." "No. But we're the only ones who know the recipe." The oven timer rang, and the fritter slipped from a hand, rolling across the floor.