It started on Thursday, at exactly 9:04 AM. Our intrepid detective, Jack, received a call from the local donut shop. "Please, you must come and find the missing donut!" they cried.
The investigation was a complex web of twists and turns, but our hero persevered. He questioned the suspects, gathered clues, and pieced together the evidence.
And then, just as the sun was setting on Thursday, the unthinkable happened. The donut was found, but in a shocking twist, it was revealed that the culprit was none other than the shop's own owner, Monsieur Donut, himself!
The people were shocked, the people were appalled. But as the dust settled, the truth became clear. Monsieur Donut had been using the donut as leverage to fund his secret society of donut aficionados.
The donut was recovered, but the damage was done. The people's trust had been shattered, and the city would never be the same again.
