Run: 2026-02-16-01KHM5EEJNZ4HNPM6628B8SFQQ

**Isabella:** "Scusi... posso aiutarla?" *(Looking up from her camera, her expression is friendly but slightly distracted.)* **Hunter:** "Detective Hunter, ma'am. I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions. You were taking pictures in the town square yesterday afternoon, is that correct?" **Isabella:** *(Her friendly expression dissolves into one of confusion and anxiety. She begins to speak rapidly, her voice trembling.)* "Mi dispiace, non capisco l'inglese. Ieri... sì, la piazza. Ho visto... Ho visto delle cose. Cose brutte. Una macchina nera, andava molto veloce. E poi... l'uomo. Il suo volto... era spaventoso." **Hunter:** *(Leans in slightly, his own expression turning from professional to utterly perplexed. He holds up a hand to slow her down.)* "Whoa, whoa, slow down. I don't... I don't understand any of that. A car? A man? Do you speak *any* English? Hello?" **Isabella:** *(Shakes her head emphatically, her eyes wide. She begins to gesture with her hands, miming a car driving fast and then pointing to her own terrified face.)* "No, no English. Macchina! Vroom! E l'uomo, così... aggressivo! Sono molto spaventata. Non so cosa fare." **Hunter:** *(Rubs the back of his neck in frustration, looking around the cafe as if an interpreter might appear.)* "This is... not ideal. Look, just... just stay right here, okay? Don't go anywhere. I'm going to... I'll find someone who can..." *(The ringing of his cell phone cuts him off. He pulls it from his pocket, his expression grim as he checks the caller ID.)* **Hunter:** "Hunter... Yeah. Now? Alright. I'm on my way." *(He puts the phone away and points a firm finger at Isabella.)* "Don't. Move. I'll be back." *(He turns and strides quickly out of the cafe, leaving a very shaken and confused Isabella at the table.)*