Marie: "Pardon? Je... je ne comprends pas l'anglais." Hunter: "Excuse me, ma'am? Detective Hunter. I understand you were taking photographs down by Miller's Creek this morning. I need to ask you a few questions about what you saw." Marie: "Le ruisseau... oui, j'y étais. C'était horrible. Absolument horrible. J'ai tout vu." Hunter: "Right. I'm sorry, I don't... Do you speak any English?" Marie: (*Shakes her head, her eyes wide with fear. She clutches her camera to her chest like a shield.*) "Non... L'homme, il... il a été emmené. Dans la voiture bleue. Une vieille voiture, toute cabossée. C'est parti si vite!" Hunter: (*Frowns, leaning forward slightly.*) "Okay, slow down. I'm not getting any of that. A man? You saw a man?" (*He points at himself, then makes a questioning gesture outwards.*) Marie: (*Nods frantically, fumbling to turn on her camera's display screen.*) "Oui, oui, un homme! Le pauvre... Il criait. Regardez! J'ai pris une photo. Ce n'est pas très net, mais... regardez!" Hunter: (*Leans in to look at the small screen. The image is blurry, capturing the back of a vintage blue sedan speeding away down a dirt road.*) "A blue car. Okay. I see a blue car. Was the man in that car?" Marie: "Forcé! Ils l'ont forcé à monter! Il y avait deux autres personnes. Leurs visages... je ne les ai pas bien vus. Mon Dieu, j'ai eu si peur." (*Her voice breaks, and she gestures violently, mimicking someone being pushed.*) Hunter: (*His expression hardens. He understands the gesture, if not the words. He pulls out a small notepad.*) "Two others? Two?" (*He holds up two fingers.*) Marie: "Oui, deux! Ils étaient... menaçants. Je me suis cachée dans les buissons. J'ai cru qu'ils allaient me voir. Ma main tremblait tellement." (*She holds up her shaking hand to demonstrate.*) Hunter: (*His phone rings, a sharp, insistent buzz. He glances at the caller ID and his jaw tightens. He answers.*) "Hunter... Yeah... They found what? Where? Under the old bridge? Understood. I'm on my way." Hunter: (*He hangs up and looks at Marie, his gaze intense.*) "Look, I have to go. Something's happened. You. Stay. Here. D'accord? Stay." (*He points a firm finger at her, then at the table.*) "I'll send someone... a translator. Don't leave." Marie: "Attendez! Ne partez pas! S'il vous plaît, ne me laissez pas toute seule!"