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The morning sun filtered through the flour-dusted front window of Sugar & Spice, catching the golden crust of a fresh batch of cinnamon rolls. "I'm telling you, Mayor Higgins was lurking by the compost bins behind the library for twenty minutes yesterday." "Oh, nonsense. He was probably just looking for his lost tortoise again." "With a pair of binoculars and a notepad? Tortoises don't require field notes, Martha." "You never know with shelled reptiles. They're notoriously shifty." "He was investigating something. And now Mrs. Gable’s prize-winning begonia is missing from the town green." "You don't think..." "I do. The man is clearly assembling evidence." "Or a very confusing flower arrangement." "Nobody uses hedge clippers for an arrangement, Martha." The oven timer chimed, releasing a warm wave of vanilla and cardamom into the bustling shop. A plate of scones was set heavily upon the worn oak counter, right beside a pair of silver reading glasses left behind by the postman. "Well, we better warn the garden club before the begonia bandit strikes again." "Grab a blueberry scone first. Even amateur sleuths need sustenance."