Run: 2026-09-02-01M1HJ3B5PYYQXBJ59AVTM2YA9

Marie: "Bonjour..." Hunter: "Excuse me. Detective Hunter. You were by the apple trees with your camera, right?" Marie: "Oui... c'est ça. Que se passe-t-il?" Hunter: "Did you see anything at the apple festival this morning? There was a disturbance near the cider tent." Marie: "Je ne parle pas anglais. Je suis bouleversée. Regardez..." Hunter: "I don't know French. Are you hurt? You look like you're going to be sick." Marie: "Non. J'ai juste... peur." Hunter: "Afraid. Okay. Your camera? Did you take a picture?" Marie: "Ici. La photo." Hunter: "Let me see. That's the orchard. Is that a man in a gray coat?" Marie: "Là. Son manteau. Et ses gants." Hunter: "Black gloves. Did he see you?" Marie: "Oui. Il a regardé mon appareil. Et il a souri." Hunter: "Great. That's not good. Did you hear anything?" Marie: "Un cri. Et un nom. Je ne sais pas." Hunter: "A name. Did it sound like 'Thomas'?" Marie: "Peut-être. Thomas... mais je ne suis pas sûre." Hunter: "Did someone vanish? Are you trying to say that?" Marie: "Oui. Une personne a crié... puis plus rien." Hunter: "Gone. Okay. Did he carry anything?" Marie: "Un sac. En toile. Rouge et blanc." Hunter: "A red and white bag? Like one of the apple crates?" Marie: "Oui! Une caisse. Mais elle était vide." Hunter: "Empty crate. That's the third one this week." Marie: "Je ne comprends pas." Hunter: "I know. Where was this?" Marie: "Ici. Sur la photo. Près du chapiteau." Hunter: "The tent. Good. What time?" Marie: "Quand les gens buvaient du cidre." Hunter: "Drinking? Cider? Okay. That's the window." Marie: "Je suis tremblante. Je veux appeler mon père." Hunter: "I've seen that look. Something scared you bad. Call him later." Marie: "Vous êtes la police?" Hunter: "Yes. People have been disappearing in Alborn. You need to stay where you are." Marie: "Vous parlez trop vite. Je ne comprends pas." Hunter: "I know. You're safe in the café. Sit down. Don't move." Marie: "Vous partez?" Hunter: "Not yet. I need to check the crate and make a call. Can you show me where after?" Marie: "Je peux... mais je ne veux pas y retourner seule." Hunter: "Good. Keep it that way." Marie: "Monsieur?" Hunter: "This is Hunter. ... Yes. ... What? ... Where? ... Cider tent? ... Okay. I'm on my way." Marie: "Qu'est-ce qui se passe?" Hunter: "I have to leave." Marie: "Non... restez." Hunter: "I can't. I'll send someone. Stay here. Please." Marie: "S'il vous plaît... ne me laissez pas seule." Hunter: "I know. I won't. But I have to go now." Marie: "Je tremble." Hunter: "I'll come back. Don't show the photo to anyone." Marie: "Je ne comprends pas." Hunter: "I know. Wait right here."