**Voice Sheet:** **[Scene: A quaint café in Alborn, MN. Isabella is seated at a small table, her camera resting in front of her. She appears deep in thought, scrolling through the photos she has taken. Hunter approaches her table, his expression serious yet curious.]** **Hunter:** "Excuse me, miss. I'm Detective Hunter. I noticed you were at the scene of the recent event. Can I ask you a few questions?" **Isabella:** "Mi dispiace, non parlo inglese. È stato terribile, davvero terribile..." [She gestures to her camera, visibly shaken.] **Hunter:** "Uh, I'm sorry, I don't understand. Do you speak any English?" **Isabella:** "No, solo italiano. Le foto... le foto sono importanti." [She points to her camera, trying to convey the significance of her photos.] **Hunter:** "Photos? Are you saying you have photos of what happened?" [He leans in, trying to understand.] **Isabella:** "Sì, sì! Le foto... mostrano tutto." [She nods emphatically, her eyes wide with urgency.] **Hunter:** "Okay, okay. I need to see those photos. Can you show me?" [He gestures to the camera, hoping she understands.] **Isabella:** "Sì, certo. Ma... è pericoloso." [She hesitates, looking around nervously.] **Hunter:** "Dangerous? What do you mean?" [He frowns, trying to piece together her meaning.] **Isabella:** "Non so come spiegare... ma è importante." [She looks frustrated, struggling with the language barrier.] **Hunter:** "Alright, I get it. It's important. I'll find someone who can translate. Just stay safe, okay?" [He gives her a reassuring nod.] **[Hunter's phone rings. He glances at the caller ID, his expression shifting to one of urgency.]** **Hunter:** "I have to take this. I'll be back. Please, don't go anywhere." [He steps away, answering the call as he leaves the café.] **[Isabella watches him go, clutching her camera tightly, the weight of the unsaid words heavy between them.]**