Run: 2026-07-01-01KWEACZZKYN3DD3Z2E4N7SSWG

**Setting: A small cafe in Alborn, MN. Isabella sits at a corner table, scrolling through photos on her camera screen, her brow furrowed. Hunter enters, spots her, and approaches with his notebook in hand.** Hunter: "Afternoon. Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. Mind if I ask you a few questions about what happened at the orchard last night?" Isabella: *(looking up, startled)* "Scusi? Non... non capisco. Cosa è successo?" Hunter: *(pausing, confused)* "Uh... you speak English? The orchard—Miller's orchard—there was an incident there last night. You were seen in the area with your camera." Isabella: *(shaking her head, hands trembling slightly as she clutches the camera)* "Non parlo inglese. Mi dispiace. Ero lì, sì, ma... ho visto qualcosa di strano. Una luce, delle voci... non capisco cosa fosse." Hunter: *(rubbing his temple, frustrated but patient)* "I'm gonna need you to slow down, ma'am. I don't understand a word of that. Do you have anyone who can translate?" Isabella: *(pointing to her camera screen, voice shaking)* "Guardi... guardi queste foto. C'è qualcosa lì che non va. Non sento la mia amica da ieri sera." Hunter: *(leaning in, studying the screen even though he doesn't understand her words)* "You're pointing at the pictures—something's wrong here? Is that... is someone missing?" Isabella: *(nodding vigorously, eyes welling up)* "Sì, sì! Manca! La mia amica Sofia, non risponde al telefono. Ho paura che le sia successo qualcosa terribile." Hunter: *(sighing, pulling out his phone to type a note)* "Okay. Okay, I'm gonna find someone who speaks Italian. Sofia—that a name? You're saying a name, right? Sofia?" Isabella: *(clutching his sleeve suddenly, desperate)* "Sofia! Sì! Aiuto, per favore! Deve aiutarmi a trovarla!" Hunter: *(gently pulling his arm back, voice softening despite the language gap)* "I hear you. I do. Just—stay calm. I'll get someone down here who can translate, and we'll figure out what you saw." *(His phone rings. He glances at the screen, expression hardening.)* Hunter: "Hunter. ... What? Where? ... I'm on my way." *(He shoves the phone back into his pocket, looking back at Isabella with urgency.)* Hunter: "I have to go. Something's happened—might be connected. Stay here, don't leave town. I'll send someone to talk to you properly, alright?" Isabella: *(watching him stand, panic rising in her voice)* "Aspetti! Non se ne vada! Ho bisogno di parlare con qualcuno! Sofia—" Hunter: *(already turning toward the door, calling back)* "I'll be in touch! Just—stay put!" *(The door swings shut behind him. Isabella sits alone, staring at her camera screen, tears finally spilling over as she whispers to herself.)* Isabella: "Dio mio... spero che tu sia al sicuro, Sofia."