Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KS2FBK1C9HS401CSN0VSVB

The bell over the door at Millie's Bakery jingled as the rain started again. "The rye is out." "Finally. I told you the sourdough starter was hungry." "It's not hungry, it's angry. Smells like the back room." "The back room smells like cinnamon." "No, that’s the front. The back smells like wet dog and old newspaper." "That’s Mr. Hargrove’s boots." "Mr. Hargrove hasn’t been in since Tuesday." "Exactly." A tray of lemon squares cooled on the rack. One was missing the corner. "Did you eat that?" "I don’t eat lemon squares. Too much sugar." "Then who took a bite?" "The health inspector was supposed to come today." "He came yesterday. He left a note." "Where?" "Under the flour. Probably looking for bugs." "That’s not funny." "It's a little funny." "Don’t be little about it. The back door was unlocked again." "Maybe the cat got in." "We don’t have a cat." "We do now. It’s on the milk crates. It’s watching us." The bell jingled again. No one came in.