Run: 2026-09-23-01M36P0ZA6WZHXE6THSAHYJHB3

Hunter: "Maria Alvarez? Detective Hunter. I’d like to ask you about the disappearance at the apple festival." Maria: "¿La desaparición? Sí. Yo estaba allí. Vi algo, pero no sé si importa." [She clutches her camera, her voice unsteady.] Hunter: "I’m sorry. I don’t understand Spanish." Maria: "El hombre de la fotografía… estaba junto al cobertizo. Luego se fue hacia los árboles." [She points to the camera, then toward the window.] Hunter: "You saw someone near the festival shed?" Maria: "No, no… no era solo eso. Estaba mirando hacia el camino, como si esperara a alguien. Y después oí un ruido." [She flinches at the memory.] Hunter: "I’m not following you. Can you show me?" Maria: "Sí. Mira." [She scrolls through her photographs and turns the camera toward him.] Hunter: "This is the festival grounds. And that’s the shed." [He taps the edge of the image, careful not to touch the screen.] "Is this the man you saw?" Maria: "Sí. Ese hombre. Estaba allí antes de que desapareciera la mujer." [She points at the distant figure, then at another photograph. Her fingers tremble.] Hunter: "The missing woman? You saw this man before she vanished?" Maria: "No sé. Tal vez. La luz era mala, y yo estaba lejos. Pero él miró directamente a mi cámara." [She pulls the camera closer to her chest.] Hunter: "All right. You’re certain he looked at you?" Maria: "Sí. Me miró. Y sonrió." [She shakes her head, unsettled.] Hunter: "Can I get a copy of these pictures?" Maria: "¿Una copia? Sí, claro. Pero… ¿usted sabe quién es?" [She searches his face, then gives a small, worried shake of her head.] Hunter: "I don’t know yet. I’ll need to take a closer look." Maria: "Por favor, tenga cuidado. No creo que quisiera que lo fotografiaran." Hunter: "I wish I knew what you were saying." Maria: "Y yo desearía poder explicárselo." [She looks down at her camera.] Hunter: "That’s my phone." [He answers, listening briefly.] "Where? All right. I’m on my way." Maria: "¿Qué ha pasado?" Hunter: "I have to go. Thank you for showing me the photographs." [He rises, then points to the camera and makes a small writing gesture.] "Keep them safe. I’ll come back." Maria: "Sí. Las guardaré." [She watches him hurry out, then turns the camera over in her hands.]