Run: 2026-05-22-01KS861G8JC11DCQXBFYM612CE

Isabella: "[Looking up from her camera, her brow furrowed in confusion] Scusi? Non parlo inglese." Hunter: "[Pulling out a chair and sitting down, flashing his badge] Excuse me. Mind if I take a seat? I'm Detective Hunter. I'm investigating the recent disappearances here in Alborn. Someone told me you were down by the apple festival grounds taking landscape pictures last night." Isabella: "[Her hands trembling slightly as she clutches her camera, her eyes wide] Non capisco cosa stia dicendo... ma... ho visto qualcosa ieri sera. Qualcosa di terribile. Mi sono spaventata a morte." Hunter: "[Staring at her blankly, his no-nonsense expression faltering into deep confusion] Look, I don't speak a single word of Italian. I don't even know how to say hello. Do you have a translation app on your phone? No? Okay, just... show me what you're looking at on that screen." Isabella: "[Nodding frantically, she turns the camera toward him and points at the digital display] Guardi! Qui, sullo schermo. Vede questa ombra vicino ai vecchi meli? Era tardi, stavo per andare via." Hunter: "[Leaning in closely, squinting at the small screen] Wait, slow down. Point to the screen. What am I looking at? The old cider mill? Is that a white van parked behind the tents?" Isabella: "[Nodding vigorously, her voice shaking] Sì, sì! Il furgone bianco. E l'uomo... aveva una maschera sul viso. Mi ha vista e mi ha inseguita nel bosco. Ho corso più forte che potevo." Hunter: "[His posture stiffening, his Marine training kicking in as he scans the cafe perimeter] A guy in a mask? He chased you into the woods? Let me see the next picture. Swipe to the right. Zoom in on that... Well I'll be damned. That's a partial license plate, but that's the Mayor's truck." Isabella: "[Letting out a shaky breath, she points to the plate on the screen] Ho scattato un'altra foto mentre scappavo. Guardi l'ultima immagine. Si vede la targa. Sì, ho molta paura. Quell'uomo... era pericoloso." Hunter: "[Standing up and pulling out his notepad, his tone all business] You did good. You got the evidence we need. You're safe now. Just sit tight and don't wander off. I need to radio this in." Hunter: "[His phone suddenly buzzes loudly; he answers it with a sharp tone] Hunter. ... What? Another one? Where? The abandoned grain silo on Route 4? I'm ten minutes out." Isabella: "[Looking up at him with worried eyes, sensing the urgency] Deve andare? D'accordo. Aspetterò qui. Stia attento, detective. Per favore." Hunter: "[Nodding briskly, already turning toward the door] Duty calls. I'm sending a uniform to sit with you until I get back. Thank you for the help. Stay safe."