**Voice Sheet:** *Setting: A quaint cafe in Alborn, MN. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee fills the air as Marie sits at a small table, her camera resting in her hands. She appears deep in thought, her eyes occasionally glancing at the photos she has taken. Hunter, with his usual determined stride, approaches her table.* --- **Hunter:** "Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter. I noticed you were at the scene of the recent event in town. Can I ask you a few questions?" **Marie:** "Je suis désolée, je ne parle pas anglais. C'était... c'était terrifiant." *(I am sorry, I don't speak English. It was... it was terrifying.)* **Hunter:** "Uh, okay. I don't speak French, but I need to know what you saw. Can you show me on your camera?" *Marie hesitates, her hands trembling slightly as she scrolls through the photos on her camera. She stops at one and shows it to Hunter.* **Marie:** "Regardez... là-bas." *(Look... over there.)* *Hunter squints at the image, trying to make sense of it. He nods, though it's clear he doesn't fully understand.* **Hunter:** "I see. But I need more details. Can you... uh, draw or write it down?" *Marie shakes her head, frustration evident on her face. She gestures helplessly, trying to convey the urgency of her message.* **Marie:** "C'est dangereux. Vous devez faire attention." *(It's dangerous. You must be careful.)* *Hunter frowns, sensing the gravity of her words despite the language barrier.* **Hunter:** "Dangerous? Okay, I'll keep that in mind. Thank you." *Just then, Hunter's phone rings. He answers it, his expression shifting to one of urgency.* **Hunter:** "Yeah, I'm on my way. I'll be there in five." *He turns back to Marie, giving her a nod of appreciation.* **Hunter:** "Thanks for your help. I'll be in touch." *Marie watches as Hunter leaves, her concern lingering in her eyes as she returns to her camera, hoping her photos might somehow bridge the gap between their languages.*