## Scene: A bustling cafe in Alborn, MN. Maria sits at a table by the window absorbedly reviewing photographs on her camera's LCD screen while Hunter approaches hesitantly **Maria:** *Sighs softly to herself and clicks through images of autumn leaves.* *Muttering Spanish words under breath*. Mmm... **(Hunter stops beside his chair) ** *** HUNTER: (Clearing throat politely, leans in slightly)** Excuse me? You wouldn't happen by chance… be from around here would you ? I was hoping to ask someone about something. MARIA : (Startled jumps up a bit and looks at Hunter with wide eyes.) ¡Sí! Soy de España... *she smiles tentatively.* Estoy estudiando en la universidad aquí **HUNTER:** (Looking puzzled) Spain? Uh, right… Sorry 'bout that - I just thought maybe you might have seen something the other day. You know about old man Henderson disappearing from his orchard last week...? MARIA: (Eyes widen in alarm; her smile fades.) ¡Dios mío! …No lo puedo creer... *She shakes head vigorously and leans closer, speaking urgently.* ¿De verdad se ha ido? **(Hunter tilts their heads slightly)** HUNTER : (Nods grimly) Yes ma'am. Gone without a trace… strange thing is no one’s seen him since he left his house for the orchard that morning.. MARIA: (Looks down at her camera, nervously fiddling with it.) Lo vi... el día anterior … *She trails off* **HUNTER:** (Eyes brightening) You saw Mr. Henderson? When exactly did you see… **(Hunter’s phone rings abruptly interrupting his question)** **Maria :**: Lo siento.... HUNTER: (Glancing at the screen then back to Maria). Yeah, no problem... I gotta take this.. *He answers hurriedly* …Hello?… **MARIA:** (She stares after Hunter as he walks away. A look of worry etched on her face)