Isabella: (sitting at an outside cafe table, fidgeting with her camera, visibly distraught) Hunter: (approaching, badge showing on belt) "Excuse me, miss. I noticed you were at the plaza earlier during the commotion. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" Isabella: (startled, stands up a little too quickly) "Scusi... cosa? Io... non capisco..." (shakes her head, clutching the camera tighter) Hunter: (raising an eyebrow, voice gentle but insistent) "I just need to know if you saw anything unusual. Earlier today, near the fountain?" Isabella: (voice trembling) "C’era una donna... gridava... poi—poi tutto è diventato confuso. Io—io non so dove sia andata. È sparita!" (gestures with her hands, as if trying to make him understand) Hunter: (frowning, trying to follow) "I'm sorry, I—uh—don’t really understand. Are you saying... someone disappeared?" (points to where his badge is) "Detective Hunter. Can you show me? Maybe your camera?" Isabella: (nodding vigorously, flipping through the display screen, speaking quickly) "Guarda, qui! Ho scattato una foto, forse puoi vedere... lei era lì, vicino alla fontana..." (holds out the camera with shaking hands) Hunter: (leans in, squints at the pictures) "Sorry, I really don’t... uh, you’re saying someone’s in this photo? Near the fountain? Hold on, let me get someone to translate—" (Isabella sighs, frustrated, points at the screen, miming someone vanishing) Hunter: (phone rings, he answers briskly, turning away) "Hunter. Yeah? I’ll be right there." (to Isabella, apologetic but hurried) "I have to go. Hold onto that camera, okay? Don’t go anywhere." Isabella: (watching him leave, mutters under her breath in Italian) "Non capisce niente... ma forse la foto aiuterà..." (Hunter hurries off, Isabella slumps in her chair, still clutching the camera.)