Here is the scene: --- Isabella sat at the small cafe, sipping on a latte and fiddling with her camera's settings. She was lost in thought, going over the events of the past few days in her mind. Suddenly, a tall, imposing figure loomed over her. "Excuse me, miss," Hunter said, his deep voice firm but polite. "I'm Detective Hunter. I've been investigating some strange occurrences in town, and I was wondering if you've seen or heard anything unusual." Isabella looked up, startled, and their eyes met. She took in Hunter's rugged features and the serious expression on his face. But when she opened her mouth to respond, Italian words tumbled out in a rush. "Signore, ho visto una cosa terribile ieri sera... Era così spaventoso! Non riesco a togliermelo dalla testa!" (Sir, I saw something terrible last night... It was so frightening! I can't get it out of my head!) Hunter's expression changed from serious to puzzled, his brow furrowing as he tried to make sense of the rapid-fire Italian. He shook his head, holding up his hands. "I'm sorry, miss... I don't speak Italian." Isabella's eyes widened as she realized her mistake. She tried to slow down, but her words continued to spill out in Italian, her anxiety and distress evident in her tone. Hunter's phone rang, breaking the awkward silence. He apologized and stepped away to answer it, his eyes never leaving Isabella's face. "Detective Hunter... Yeah, what's the situation?... Okay, I'm on my way." He hung up and turned back to Isabella, his expression apologetic. "I'm sorry, miss. I have to go. But can I ask you to come down to the station later and talk to me some more? Maybe we can find someone to translate?" Isabella nodded, still looking shaken, but Hunter could see the determination in her eyes. "Sì, va bene. Sarò li" (Yes, okay. I'll be there). Here is the voice sheet: Isabella: "Signore, ho visto una cosa terribile ieri sera... Era così spaventoso! Non riesco a togliermelo dalla testa!" Hunter: "I'm sorry, miss... I don't speak Italian." Isabella: "..." (unintelligible Italian) Hunter: "Detective Hunter... Yeah, what's the situation?... Okay, I'm on my way." Isabella: "Sì, va bene. Sarò li." Hunter: "Sorry again, miss. I have to go. But can I ask you to come down to the station later and talk to me some more? Maybe we can find someone to translate?"