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The bell above the door chimed as the weathered detective, wrapped in his worn trench coat, stepped into the bustling bakery. The warm scent of freshly baked croissants and coffee wafted through the air. "Well, if it isn't Detective Marlowe," the jovial baker, wielding a paint roller drenched in icing on a croissant, exclaimed. "What brings you here so early in the morning?" "Just looking for a quiet place to think, Jacques." Marlowe replied, his voice gravelly. "A murder I'm investigating is all over town and I need some clarity." "Clarity, eh?" Jacques chuckled, waving a hand absentmindedly, glancing at the sparkling tidiness. "Why would a murder make you feel like tying a pleasant knot?" The detective shook his head. "I need some quiet, Jacques, away from my noisy crime scenes. There are torments and vengeful obsessions to sort out in this case." "Ah, an obsession, you say?" Jacques set down his paint roller and began filling up once more with icing, chuckling. "I don't know if the term 'vengeful obsession' really fits most murders." He clicked his fingers. "Maybe a bit of swindling from a vengeful business partner, or a murder from a rival baking shop owner." "Rival baking shop owner, you say?" Marlowe raised an eyebrow. "That's a new suspect I haven't considered. You might be onto something, Jacques."