Isabella: *Isabella was sitting at a cafe, sipping her cappuccino and glancing through the photos she had taken that morning with her camera. She was a young Italian college student who was currently on a study abroad program in the small Midwestern town of Alborn, Minnesota. Photography was one of her greatest passions.* *Lost in thought as she scrolled through her shots, Isabella didn't even notice when a tall man in a suit approached her table until he spoke.* Excuse me, miss? Could I trouble you for a moment? I'm Detective Hunter Reeves with the Alborn Police Department. I'm afraid there's been another disappearance in town, and we're trying to get any information we can. Did you happen to witness anything unusual or suspicious over the last day or two? *Isabella looked up at him with a troubled expression, setting down her cappuccino with shaking hands. In halting but fluent Italian, she replied,* Si, detective. I saw something yesterday, near the old abandoned factory on the edge of town. Una ragazza, a young woman, walking out there by herself around dusk. And then later, when I went by in the dark to take some night photos, I thought I glimpsed a male figure dragging something heavy inside the factory building before he spotted me and hurried off. Forgive me, my English is not good. I hope this is useful information... *Her brow furrowed with worry as she gestured and tried to convey more in her native Italian tongue. Hunter could only look at her quizzically, not comprehending a word. He smiled and patted her hand in reassurance, though.* Thank you for the tip, miss. I'm going to go check it out right away and see if there's anything there. You've been a big help. Feel free to call the station if you think of anything else. *Hunter pulled out a card and handed it to her before heading off quickly, his phone already ringing.* Reeves here... What? When? Damn it! I'll be right there. *He barked into the phone before ending the call and jogging to his car, the urgency of a new development overriding the need for translation.* *Isabella watched him go with a frown, hoping she had done the right thing by coming forward, even if the language barrier made communication difficult...*