Some nights end with a fall. Eleanor Marsh's ended at the bottom of stairs she never used. When a beloved retired teacher is found dead in her own basement, everyone calls it a tragic accident—everyone except her niece, who shows up at Sage Holloway's bakery soaking wet and certain the police have it wrong. But proving it means tracing stolen silver, marked twenty-dollar bills, and a caretaker who vanished overnight. Then there are the missing research notes. The old property records that don't add up. And the most trusted woman in Crescent Harbor, who smiles a little too perfectly every time someone asks the wrong question. In Crescent Harbor, the sourdough is rising, the secrets go back decades, and some truths are buried under false bottoms for a reason. She solved one murder. Now the cat's dragging her into another—and this time, the real danger isn't at the bottom of the stairs. It's at the top.