*** Hunter: "Excuse me. Maria?" Maria: (Looks up from her camera, startled. She gives a small, polite nod.) ¿Sí? Hunter: "Detective Hunter, Alborn Police Department. I'm investigating some... events in town. I was told you were out near Miller's Pond yesterday afternoon." Maria: (Her expression shifts from polite curiosity to sudden fear. Her eyes widen.) Ay, Dios mío... El estanque... Hunter: "I'm sorry, I don't... Ma'am, do you speak English?" Maria: (Shakes her head, looking distressed. She starts speaking quickly in Spanish, gesturing with her hands.) No, no inglés. Pero... yo vi algo. Vi una mujer. Ella estaba... llorando. Y un hombre. Un hombre con una cara... muy enfadada. Hunter: (He holds up a hand, trying to slow her down, his face a mask of confusion.) "Whoa, slow down. I don't understand what you're saying. A woman? A man? Was someone hurt?" Maria: (Frustrated, she points to her camera.) ¡La cámara! ¡Mire! Está todo aquí. La vi... a través de la lente. La empujaron. ¡La empujaron al agua! Hunter: "Camera? You took pictures? Show me. Please, show me the pictures." Maria: (She clutches the camera to her chest, shaking her head. Her voice drops to a terrified whisper.) No... no puedo. Es... es horrible. Tenía miedo. Todavía tengo miedo. Hunter: (His phone rings, a sharp, insistent tone. He looks torn, glancing from his phone to her terrified face.) "Damn it." (He answers the phone.) "Hunter." Maria: (Watches him, her body tense, whispering to herself.) Por favor, entiéndame... Hunter: (Into the phone, his voice all business.) "Yeah, I'm with a potential witness now... No, there's a language barrier... What? You found what? Where?" (He pauses, listening intently.) "Okay. I'm on my way. Five minutes." (He hangs up and shoves the phone in his pocket.) Hunter: (He looks at Maria, a deep frustration in his eyes. He pulls out a business card and slides it across the table.) "Look, I have to go. This is my number. Find someone. A teacher, another student, anyone. Have them call me. It's very important. Do you understand? Call me." Maria: (She stares at the card, then back at him, looking utterly lost and alone.) ¿Qué hago ahora? Hunter: (He gives her a final, firm look before turning and striding out of the cafe, leaving her sitting there, staring at the business card as if it's a lifeline she doesn't know how to use.)