Isabella sat alone at a corner table in the cozy Alborn Cafe, her eyes fixed on the camera in her hands. She ran a finger over the lens, lost in thought. The cafe bustled around her with friendly chatter and clinking dishes, but she hardly noticed. Suddenly, a deep voice broke through her reverie. "Miss, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I need to ask you something." Isabella glanced up, startled. Before her stood a tall, imposing man in a crisp black suit, his dark hair buzzed short. His eyes, piercing blue, bore into hers with intensity. He introduced himself as Detective Hunter with the Alborn Police Department. "I'm investigating some unusual occurrences in the town. There was an incident last night at the apple orchard. Did you happen to see or hear anything?" he asked, his brow furrowed. Isabella's eyes widened and she set her camera down with a trembling hand. "Ho visto... ho visto una figura scura là fuori," she began in a quivering voice. "Stava inseguendo qualcuno. Ero spaventata, quindi sono scappata. Mi dispiace, ma non so se ho visto qualcosa di importante." Hunter cocked his head, confused. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Do you speak any English?" Isabella shook her head apologetically. "Mi dispiace, no capisco l'inglese. Non parlo inglese," she said, gesturing to her own lips. The detective sighed, running a hand over his face. "Okay, well, maybe I can find someone who speaks Italian. Let me call my partner." He pulled out his phone and stepped away. Isabella's hands clenched into fists on the table. She knew she should have worked harder at learning English before coming here. Now she was useless. A few minutes later, Hunter returned. "I'm sorry, it looks like we won't be able to find a translator right now. But I'm going to have to go. We have a lead." He glanced at his watch. "If you think of anything that might help, you can reach me at this number." He handed her a business card. "Thank you for your time." "Si, certo," Isabella murmured, taking the card. "Grazie." Hunter gave her a brief nod and strode out of the cafe. Isabella watched him go, wishing desperately