Run: 2026-06-01-01KT1GAJ3T4DAF7D1KVAMGHFHF

The bell above the door chimed as a shadow slipped inside, brushing snow from a wool coat. "You're out late. I was just about to lock up." "Couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind." "Trouble?" "Depends on how you look at it. Did you hear about Margaret Hollis?" "The whole town's been buzzing. What about her?" "She was here yesterday. Right at this counter. Bought a dozen lemon tarts and a loaf of sourdough." "That's not exactly criminal behavior." "She was asking questions, though. About the old mill. About who owned it before the fire." "And?" "And now she's gone. Vanished. Just like that." A long pause. The hum of the refrigerator filled the silence. "You don't think I had anything to do with that." "I didn't say that." "You don't have to." Another pause. Flour dust drifted through the lamplight. "She was sweet on you once, you know. Back in high school." "Don't change the subject." "I'm not. I'm just saying... people do strange things for love." "Or guilt." "Only one way to find out which one. You coming?" "Where?" "To ask the right questions. Before someone else asks them first."