Isabella: "Mi dispiace, non posso aiutarla. È troppo recente, troppo... confuso per me." (She looks down, her hands trembling slightly as she gazes at her camera and then at the empty street.) Hunter: "Pardon? I didn’t catch that. You speak English, right?" (He steps closer, frowning slightly, trying to make sense of her troubled expression.) Isabella: "No, no, I… I only speak Italian. This town—qualcosa è successo, ma non posso parlarne così semplicemente." (Her voice trembles, eyes darting around as if worried someone might overhear.) Hunter: "Alright. Look, I’m just asking about recent events. You seem upset—did you see or hear anything unusual?" (He softens his tone, trying to sound reassuring but professional.) Isabella: "Ho visto, sì... ma non posso dirlo. È troppo difficile, e ci sono cose che non capisco nemmeno io." (Her face is shadowed with worry, clutching her camera like a safety measure.) Hunter: "Got it. Thanks for your time. If you remember anything else, you can come by the station." (His phone buzzes in his pocket—the expression on his face shifts slightly.) "Excuse me—I've got to take this. I’ll catch you later." Isabella: "Va bene." (She nods silently, watching him walk away, the weight of her secret lingering in her eyes.)