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The bell above the bakery door chimed as Mabel set down her coffee, eyes scanning the shelves. "Any word on the raspberry jam?" "Still missing, and the supplier swears it wasn’t stolen." She wiped her flour-dusted hands on her apron, lowering her voice. "The ledger shows no recent deliveries. Not even a note." "Maybe it’s a mistake. The new shipment was delayed." Mabel’s gaze drifted to the empty jar on the counter, its silver spoon still perched beside it. "Or someone took it before the delivery came. The security footage cuts out at 8:15 every morning." A shadow passed the window—too quick to see. "You think it’s one of us?" "Wouldn’t be the first time a cozy mystery started over a missing jar of jam." She smirked. "But this one’s stickier than usual."