Maria: "No lo conozco, no sé nada de estos hechos. Perdí el rumbo, esta jungla de una ciudad que no entiendo." Hunter: "Bien, te entiendo. No hablas inglés. I need to know what's going on here. These disappearances, they matter, Maria. Lay it out for me. Every detail you can remember, it might help." (Maria is clearly distressed, her fingers fidget with the camera strap, trying to find a comfortable way to bridge the language gap. Hunter, adhering to his no-nonsense demeanor, maintains a professional composure, despite the evident urgency of the situation.) --- After about twenty minutes of gestural exchanges, Hunter pulls out his phone, signaling a need to step away. Hunter: "Gracias, Maria. ¡Debemos seguir hablando pronto! Mientras estoy aquí, házmelo saber si encuentras algo raro o extraño con tu fotografía. Puede ser la clave." (Maria nods, still clutching her camera tightly. Her eyes tell a story of concern for her town and hope that her photography skills will somehow aid in uncovering the truth. With a mixture of false bravado and genuine promise, she agrees.) Maria: (Firmly, as best as she can, noticing her hands shaking slightly) "Entiendo. Miraré de nuevo. Ren un paisaje extraño, Hay algo ... diferente. Se lo aviso antes." Hunter puts his phone down, scribbles some notes, and prepares to leave, for now. Hunter: (Rising with resolve) "Ahora mismo, necesito atender a otra cosa. No dudes en contactarme cuando estés listo para compartir más encontrados por la cámara. Su ayuda podría ser crucial." (With a nod of acknowledgement from Maria, Hunter exits, the sun casting long shadows on the small café tables. The scene closes with Maria looking back, camera pointing towards the door, ready to capture anything that comes her way.)