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The bell above the door chimed as the last customer left, leaving only the smell of cinnamon and yesterday's rain. "You knew about the will before anyone else did." "I did the woman's taxes for fifteen years. Of course I knew." "And you didn't think to mention it? Even after she died?" "What was I supposed to say? 'By the way, Margaret left everything to her gardener instead of her nephew'? That's not exactly counter conversation." "It might explain why Tommy's been so twitchy since Tuesday." "Tommy's always twitchy. He drinks too much coffee." "He came in here yesterday asking if I'd seen anyone near her house that night. Practically accused me of hiding something." "You were closing the bakery late that week. Everyone knew you walked past her place." "So did half the town. Doesn't mean any of us pushed her down those stairs." A tray of croissants slid onto the counter between them, still steaming. "You think it was an accident?" "I think Margaret was seventy-three and her rug was crooked for months. I also think someone benefits rather nicely from calling it something else." "That's a dangerous thing to say out loud." "Then keep your voice down and eat your croissant."