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One Bad Apple: A Hannah Swensen Mystery (2024)

Hannah Swensen has been asked to teach a baking class at the college in town, but her equipment is tampered with causing an explosion that the fire department rules an accident. Soon, a colleague ends up dead and Hannah begins to put together the puzzle of the mysterious circumstances surrounding the murder. Hannah leans on her friends and family to collect the breadcrumbs of foul play and put them together, and meets a different side of law and order when Lake Eden's prosecuting attorney Chad Norton enters her life.
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Hannah Swensen has been asked to teach a baking class at the college in town, but her equipment is tampered with causing an explosion that the fire department rules an accident. Soon, a colleague ends up dead and Hannah begins to put together the puzzle of the mysterious circumstances surrounding the murder. Hannah leans on her friends and family to collect the breadcrumbs of foul play and put them together, and meets a different side of law and order when Lake Eden's prosecuting attorney Chad Norton enters her life.

Rating:G
Genre:Mystery, Drama
Directed By:Shannon Kohli
Written By:Alison Sweeney
In Theaters:4/5/2024
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Runtime:84 minutes
Studio:Looking Glass Productions, Lighthouse Pictures, Hallmark Media

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