Selvi: \*taking out her phone to text someone\* “Hello, Stacy. Have luck sell her lens? Oh damn, camera broken? I sorry, I can’t hear. I going in other room.” \*She upsets, walks away from table, into the corner. When there, she speaks in Hindi.\* “Abhi kaise ho tum? Maine samay man nahi mila. I caught many moment. Like green beauty of field. Sun light dance on leaves. Blue sky smile upon it. But this place not like it was show on website. People look, sometimes they whisper together. One day, I see.—” *Little girl* “Where Maya? Mummy told her tomorrow come your house, but now am going.” She continue, “*—Little girl, how many year old? Six,seven. Mother suddenly go not her school. People talk mugger in the town! But mugger take money. Police investigate and find clue. Many suspect. Asked around Alice, but they hide anything. One Alice say, suddenly she can’t find cookie. Why she say it?” Hunter approach her, asking. “How can I help you? He interrupts “She is foreign, not understand me. Sorry bother you.” “Azadari mat Kiya. Kate parvarishte Jane hi hui hai. Ap ny khayal manzoor hain? *(Don’t worry. Curiousity itself had asked. May I know your thought)” Hunter answer, “Sorry, I don’t know Hindi. I was—” \*Her phone make fantastic ringtone, in love melody\* “Excuse me, I got phone call. Mostly Mumbai people have local dish phone number, some call WhatsApp. So, all call from India not calling from local USA. I find out last 10 contact from my Mumbai buddy. One of them: 1. Girl with broken leg- her mom am sick 2. Disapperaring “ I give to him notes from mobile phone \*you don’t know hindi? I am high education. Read here \*He read her word. They enter briefly conversation *Cafe boss* “Your talk fascinating! I persuaded you to stay in my accommodation. I want make a book about our hero!” \s*Conard is amateur author, and love detective drama circle.*