Marie: [Staring at her camera screen, voice trembling] *"Pourquoi est-ce flou... non, ça ne peut pas être..."* Hunter: "Miss? Excuse me. Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. I need to ask you about yesterday at the apple festival." Marie: [Startled, clutching the camera to her chest] *"Oh! Pardon... vous m'avez fait peur. Je... je ne comprends pas."* Hunter: [Frowning] "Were you near the east ridge at Henderson's Orchard? Did you see the girl before she disappeared?" Marie: [Rapid, distressed French] *"Le festival? Oui, j'étais là! J'ai pris des photos. Mais c'était horrible... il y avait un homme dans les arbres. Une ombre. Il portait un manteau noir, près de la grange rouge. Il regardait cette pauvre fille..."* Hunter: [Holding up a hand] "Slow down. I don't speak French. Do you understand me at all? English?" Marie: [Shaking her head frantically] *"Non! Aucun! Écoutez-moi! C'est important! L'homme était là, puis la fille est partie... ou disparue? Je ne sais pas, mais j'ai peur! Regardez!"* [Thrusts the camera toward him] Hunter: [Leaning in, confused] "Photos? You took pictures of the suspect?" Marie: *"Oui! Oui! Là, voyez-vous? Derrière le bar à cidre. C'est flou, mais c'est lui. Je tremble encore..."* Hunter: [Staring at the camera screen, baffled] "I can't... look, I don't know what I'm looking at. This could be evidence, but I need a translator. Can you wait here?" Marie: *"Attendre? Oui, j'attends. Mais vous devez le trouver! Il est dangereux! Très dangereux!"* [Cell phone rings] Hunter: [Answers] "Hunter. ... Yeah. ... The creek bed by the old mill? I'm on my way." [To Marie, backing away] "I have to go. Stay here. Don't leave town. I'll send someone who speaks French." Marie: *"Partez? Non! Attendez! Prenez l'appareil photo! C'est la preuve!"* Hunter: "Keep it. Lock your doors." [Exits quickly] Marie: [Calling after him, desperate] *"Monsieur! Monsieur, revenez! Mon Dieu... personne ne comprend..."*