Here is the scene: **Cafe, Alborn, MN** Maria sat at a small table by the window, her camera open and her eyes scanning the photo on the screen. A young woman with a basket of apples walked by the window, and Maria reached for her camera, hesitating for a moment. She put it down again, lost in thought. Hunter approached the table, his eyes scanning the area before landing on Maria. "Mind if I ask you a question?" he said, his voice deep and authoritative. Maria's eyes flicked up, and she looked at him warily. " ¿Qué pasa?" she replied, her voice troubled and shaken. Hunter's brow furrowed in confusion. "I don't speak Spanish," he said, his tone polite but firm. Maria repeated the question, her eyes darkening. "¿Quién ha desaparecido?" Hunter's confusion deepened. "What's going on? Did you see something?" He pulled out a small notebook and pen, ready to take notes. Maria continued to speak in Spanish, her words tumbling out in a rush. "Sí, soy tan preocupada. Yo tuve una amiga y ella desapareció hace una semana. El detective no está haciendo nada." Hunter's face furrowed in concern, but he still looked completely lost. "Ma'am, I'm sorry... I don't understand." He looked at Maria pleadingly. "¿Entiende inglés inglés?" Maria shook her head, her eyes pleading. "No sé." She gestured wildly. "Yo no entiende nada." Hunter stood up, his phone ringing in his pocket. He pulled it out, frowning. "Excuse me," he said. "I have to go." Maria watched him leave, her eyes darkening with worry.