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Marie: “Où… pourquoi vous me parlez ? Je… je ne comprends pas.” Hunter: “Ma’am, I’m Detective Hunter. We’ve had another disappearance in Alborn. I just need to ask you a few questions.” Marie: “Disparition… encore ?” Hunter: “Yeah. People go missing, then nothing—no trace. You’ve been around the square and the apple festival routes. Have you seen anything strange?” Marie: “J’ai… j’ai seulement pris des photos.” Hunter: “That’s what I’m trying to figure out. What did you photograph?” Marie: “Les paysages… les champs… et… cette route.” Hunter: “Route. Which route?” Marie: “Je… je ne connais pas les noms en anglais.” Hunter: “You don’t—okay. Just point, then. Where were you when you saw something?” Marie: “Ici.” *(She gestures, then her voice tightens.)* “Il y avait… une voiture. Très tard. Le bruit… puis le silence.” Hunter: “A car. What kind?” Marie: “Une lumière… comme un phare, mais pas… pas normal. Et après—je n’ai pas osé.” Hunter: “Osé to do what?” Marie: “Parler. Appeler.” Hunter: “You didn’t call the police?” Marie: “Non… je ne voulais pas déranger. Et puis… j’ai pensé que c’était seulement… la peur.” Hunter: “Fear doesn’t make someone vanish. Did you see a person?” Marie: “Oui.” *(She swallows.)* “Un homme… ou peut-être… quelqu’un. Il portait quelque chose sombre. Je n’étais pas sûre.” Hunter: “Where was he?” Marie: “Près de l’eau. Là-bas.” *(Another small, trembling gesture.)* “Et… je l’ai photographié.” Hunter: “You photographed him?” Marie: “Pas clairement… mais… j’ai pris une photo.” *(Her hands tighten around the camera.)* “Maintenant je me demande si j’ai… si j’ai mis quelqu’un en danger.” Hunter: “Listen—nobody’s blaming you. I just need facts.” Marie: “Je veux seulement que tout ça s’arrête.” Hunter: “What exactly did you hear?” Marie: “Des cris… pas longtemps. Comme… comme si on étouffait le son.” Hunter: “Who was there with you?” Marie: “Personne. J’étais toute seule.” Hunter: “Alright.” *(He studies her, suspicious but controlled.)* “You said you don’t speak English. Do you understand what I’m asking?” Marie: “Je comprends… un peu.” Hunter: “Enough to know whether you’re lying?” Marie: “Non.” *(Beat.)* “Je ne mens pas. Je suis… très secouée.” Hunter: “Okay.” *(A pause, then he glances at the camera.)* “Can I see the pictures?” Marie: “Oui, mais… pas maintenant. Je—je dois respirer.” Hunter: “Fine. Take your time.” Marie: “Merci.” *(Her French softens, but her eyes stay wide with worry.)* “Vous… vous allez trouver la personne, n’est-ce pas ?” Hunter: “That’s the job.” Marie: “Alors… s’il vous plaît.” Hunter: “I’ll do what I can.” *(He reaches into his pocket.)* “Hold on—my dispatcher.” Hunter: “I’ve got to take this.” Marie: “Quoi ? Maintenant ?” Hunter: “It’s about the case. Don’t go anywhere. If you remember anything else, call—” Marie: “Je n’ai pas de… numéro.” *(She fumbles for her phone, looking panicked.)* “Je n’ai que—” Hunter: “I’ll write it down.” *(He looks down, concentrating, still confused by her words.)* “I can’t believe I’m doing this with—never mind.” Marie: “Avec quoi ?” Hunter: “With no English. But we’ll manage.” Marie: “Je suis désolée.” Hunter: “Don’t be. Just keep that camera ready.” Marie: “D’accord.” *(She nods quickly, then clutches it again.)* “Attendez… Hunter.” Hunter: “Yeah?” Marie: “Si vous voyez… la voiture…” *(Her voice drops.)* “S’il vous plaît. Regardez bien.” Hunter: “I will.” *(He starts to leave, then turns once more.)* “Stay put. I’m coming back when I can.” Marie: “Je vous attends.” Hunter: “Good. And… try to get some rest.” Marie: “Je ne sais pas si je peux.” Hunter: “Then at least don’t wander off alone.” Marie: “Je promets.” Hunter: “Alright.” *(He answers the phone, already moving.)* “Hunter.” Marie: “Oui… ?” Hunter: “Copy. I’m on my way.” *(He stops briefly, glances back at her—confusion still on his face, concern even clearer.)* “Ma’am—be careful.” Marie: “Vous aussi.”