**Scene: The local café in Alborn, MN** *Marie sits at a small table by the window, her camera propped up on the table, the lens focused on the apple orchard outside. Her brow is furrowed as she studies the scene, her fingers poised over the buttons on her camera.* *Hunter enters the café, his eyes scanning the room. He spots Marie and approaches her table.* **Hunter:** (In English) "Excuse me, are you Marie?" **Marie:** (In French) "Oui, je suis Marie. Vous parlez anglais?" *Marie's voice is a soft whisper, her eyes still focused on the camera.* **Hunter:** "I'm sorry, I don't speak French. You're Marie, right? I'm Detective Hunter." **Marie:** (In French) "Oui, je suis Marie. Je suis désolé, je ne parle pas anglais." **Hunter:** (Smiling, trying to make her feel at ease) "No problem, Marie. I'm here to help. I saw you looking at the camera. Are you a photographer?" **Marie:** (In French) "Oui, je suis photographe. Je photographie la nature." **Hunter:** "That's great. I'm looking into some strange disappearances in town. Have you seen or heard anything unusual?" *Marie's expression changes, a look of distress crossing her face. She looks up from her camera, her eyes filled with worry.* **Marie:** (In French) "Oui, j'ai vu quelque chose. Une semaine ago, je suis allé à l'orchard. J'ai vu une personne qui n'était pas là." **Hunter:** *confused* "What do you mean, 'someone not there'?" **Marie:** *shakes her head, her voice trembling* "Je ne parle pas anglais bien. It was like she disappeared." *Hunter's expression darkens. He reaches for his notebook, his pen ready.* **Hunter:** "Did you see her face? Any details?" **Marie:** (In French) "Non, non. Je ne peux pas voir son visage. Je ne peux pas me souvenir." *Hunter's brow furrows. He can see the distress in her eyes.* **Hunter:** "It's alright, Marie. I'm going to look into this. I'll let you know if I need any more information. Can you describe the orchard? Where exactly were you?" *Marie nods, looking down at her camera.* **Marie:** (In French) "Je suis à la fin de la rue. L'orchard est là. Est là." **Hunter:** "Thanks, Marie. I'll look into it. You be careful, alright?" *Marie nods, her eyes still filled with worry as Hunter picks up the phone, his face grim. He takes a step back, his eyes on the orchard outside the window.* **Hunter:** (Into the phone) "I'm on my way back to the office. I'll get more details on that case." *Marie watches him go, her expression still troubled. She takes a deep breath, her hand going back to her camera. She takes a few more shots of the orchard, her expression softening slightly.* **End Scene**