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"You’re kidding me," Elias whispered, flipping the light switch.

"Turn on the oven," Elias commanded.

"Well?" Elias asked.

"Miller? What happened? Did you see who took them?"

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"I have to get them back," Elias said, grabbing his coat. "Or I have to bake a new batch before sunrise."

It was a Tuesday in the dead of winter when the silent alarm went off in the back office of "Get Cookie Fplus." "You’re kidding me," Elias whispered, flipping the light

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Elias walked to the back, stepping over a sack of flour marked Premium Grade A . He checked the safe where he kept the raw ingredients. The safe was open. Empty. "Miller

Elias looked at the bag. It was dry, organic, pretentious dough. It was the antithesis of everything the Fplus stood for. But it was food.