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The glass display case was fogged with the warmth of the ovens, the scent of cinnamon and freshly baked sourdough thick in the air. "Did you hear about Arthur's pocket watch?" "The gold one with the little robin engraved on the back?" "That's the one. Swears he left it on the diner counter, but when he went back an hour later, it was gone." "He probably just misplaced it. You know how Arthur gets. Last week he accused the mailman of stealing his pruning shears, and they were in his own back pocket." "Maybe, but Mildred said she saw someone sneaking around the diner right after Arthur left. Wearing a big dark coat." "In this heat? Nobody wears a heavy coat in July unless they're hiding something." "Exactly what I thought! Do you think it was... him?" "Who, the new florist? He does seem awfully quiet. Always watching people through the shop window." "Well, keep your voice down. He just walked past the bakery." A bell chimed softly as the front door swung open, letting in a blast of humid summer air. "I'll wrap up two of the cherry turnovers. We can discuss this at the house."