The start of a sweet mystery!

“I baked all week,” Ken said. He sadly shook his head. “The wedding is in three hours. I don’t have time to bake all those desserts again.”

Mr. Jansen looked at the many trays of cookies and cakes on the tables. “You could take the cakes you gave us to the wedding.”

Ken shook his head.

“Thank you, but they wouldn’t be nearly enough,” Ken said. “And what about the wedding cake? The bride and groom wanted a tall, beautiful wedding cake, and that’s what I baked.”

Bob turned to Cam. “This is exciting,” he said. “We have just three hours to find the cake.”