Maria: [Sitting at a cafe in Alborn, MN, Maria is intently studying her camera's display, frowning. She seems troubled by something, when she senses a presence next to her. She looks up.] Hola, ¿cómo puedo ayudarte? [Hello, how can I help you?] Hunter: [Inspecting his notepad, Hunter approaches Maria, interrupting her thoughts.] Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Detective Hunter, and I'm investigating a recent... [He pauses, realizing Maria doesn't understand him.] Do you speak English? Maria: [Maria's brow furrows in confusion.] Lo siento, no entiendo. [I'm sorry, I don't understand.] Hunter: [Detective Hunter sighs, frustrated, and points to his badge.] Policía. Entiendes? [He speaks slowly, pointing to himself and then Maria.] Algo pasó aquí. Entiendes? [I'm the police. Understand? He gestures around the cafe.] Something happened here, right? Maria: [Maria's eyes widen in realization, and she nods.] Ah, sí! El desaparecido! [Oh, yes! The disappearance!] Duele mi corazónpenasar en mi estómago cuando pienso en ello. [My heart aches and my stomach churns when I think about it.] Hunter: [Hunter's forehead creases in frustration, and he looks around, spotting a teenager at the counter with their phone.] Señor (a),ould you mind translating for us