**Maria:** "Mira... la luz era perfecta, pero algo no encajaba. ¿Qué había en el fondo?" *She zooms in on the camera display, her brow furrowed.* **Hunter:** "Excuse me, ma'am. I'm Detective Hunter. Do you have a moment?" **Maria:** *She jumps slightly, looking up.* "¿Perdón? ¿Detective?" *She gestures to her chest.* "No... no hablo inglés. Lo siento." **Hunter:** "Right. English. You don't speak it." *He sighs, pointing to himself.* "Detective. Police." *He shows his badge.* "I need to ask about the festival. Yesterday. The orchard. Did you see anything?" **Maria:** *Her face drains of color. She clutches the camera tighter to her chest.* "¿El festival? Sí... yo estaba allí. Tomando fotos." *Her voice trembles.* "Vi algo... algo terrible. Un hombre... él..." **Hunter:** "Slow down. I don't— Did you see a man? *Hombre?*" *He mimics walking with his fingers.* "Disappeared? *Desaparecido?*" *He grimaces, realizing he doesn't know the word.* "Damn it. Look, did you see someone get taken?" **Maria:** *Tears well in her eyes. She shakes her head frantically, speaking rapidly in Spanish.* "No sé qué pasó. Solo vi las sombras. Él corrió hacia los árboles y luego... nada. ¡Silencio! Tenía miedo, mi cámara... lo capturó. Mire, mire las fotos." *She starts to turn the camera screen toward him, her hands shaking.* "Pero tengo miedo. ¿Y si vuelve?" **Hunter:** *He leans in, squinting at the camera screen, then back at her face, trying to read her expression more than the words.* "I can't help you if I don't understand you, ma'am. Photos? You have photos of the suspect?" **Maria:** "¡Sí! Fotos. Aquí." *She points to a dark blur on the screen.* "Mire... la chaqueta. Era extraño. Muy extraño. No quiero problemas, solo quiero volver a casa." *She sniffles, wiping her eye.* "Por favor, ¿puedo irme?" **Hunter:** "Wait, don't—just stay right there. Don't move. I'm going to call this in, get someone who speaks... Spanish. Just sit." *He gestures firmly to the chair.* "Stay." **Maria:** *She nods slowly, assuming he understands her fear.* "De acuerdo. Me quedo. Pero por favor... tenga cuidado." **Hunter:** *His phone rings loudly, breaking the tension. He checks the screen.* "Hunter. ...What? ...Now? ...Alright, I'm on my way. Don't touch anything." *He flips the phone shut and looks back at Maria, frustration evident on his face.* "I have to go. *Voy.* Stay here. *Aquí.* I'll find someone to talk to you." **Maria:** "¿Se va? ¿Qué pasa con mis fotos?" *She stands up halfway, looking panicked.* "¡Espere! ¿Qué debo hacer?" **Hunter:** *He backs away, shaking his head.* "I gotta go. Just... stay out of trouble. And keep those photos safe. *Seguro.*" *He turns and jogs out of the cafe.* **Maria:** *She slumps back into her chair, whispering to herself.* "Seguro... sí. Nadie está seguro aquí."