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**Selvi:** (fingers brushing the edge of her camera, voice tight) *Yeh sab... kya hua hai, Hunterji?* (This all... what happened, Hunter sir?) **Hunter:** (leaning forward slightly, not unkind) Sorry, miss—you’re speaking Hindi? I don’t know a word of it. (pauses, nods) You been in Alborn long? Notice anything off lately? **Selvi:** (eyebrows furrowing, voice rising) *Haan, kisi cheez ki baat hai!* (Yes, there’s something to talk about!) *Ek ladki—usse main pehle dekh chuka hoon!* (A girl—I saw her before!) (flips her camera, shows a blurry polaroid of a woman with a red coat, taken near the apple orchard) *Uske saamne koi aur tha, na?* (There was someone with her, right?) **Hunter:** (blinking, hands in his pockets) Look, I appreciate you trying to help, but I can’t read this. (softens) Are you in danger? Did someone threaten you? (steps back, confused) **Selvi:** (leaning in, voice trembling) *Nahi, main nahi...* (No, I’m not...)(points outside, toward the orchard) *Us ladki ko ghar se leke chala gaya! Who else will?* (They took that girl from her home! Who else?) (puts the polaroid away, hugging her arms tight) **Hunter:** (staring at the orchard, then back at her) Wait—are you talking about the missing person case? The one with the red coat? (realizes, eyes narrowing) You saw her *when*? Where? **Selvi:** (nodding quickly, tears in her eyes) *Haan!* (Yes!) *Do days pehle, uske saath woh log—garam colour ke car mein!* (Two days ago, those people—in a dark car!) **Hunter:** (whistling low, already pulling his phone) Thanks. That’s… that’s exactly what I need. (pauses, grabs her arm gently) Look, you need to stay here, okay? I’ll send someone to check on you. **Selvi:** (yanking her arm back, pulling her camera strap tighter) *Nahi!* (No!) (voice cracking) *Mujhe yahan se chale jaana chaiye! Woh wapas aayenge!* (I need to leave! They’ll come back!) **Hunter:** (holding up hands, softening) I get it. But you’re safe with me. (phone rings, he checks caller ID, sighs) Alborn PD. Hunter. (listens, nods) Yeah, I’m on my way. (hangs up) Dammit. I gotta go. (pauses, pulls out a business card) Write down where you saw her—any details. Leave it at the station. I’ll find answers. **Selvi:** (taking the card, staring at it) *Haan.* (Yes.) (voice small) *Dekho.* (See.) **Hunter:** (backing toward the door) Stay safe. (exits, closing the cafe door behind him) *[Selvi stares at the business card, then at her camera. She flicks through photos, pausing on a shot of a shadowy figure near the orchard. Her lip quivers, and she tucks the card into her bag, clutching her camera like a shield.]*