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Maria: "[Seated by the café window, she studies the photographs on her camera. At Hunter’s approach, her fingers tighten around it.]" Hunter: "Maria? Detective Hunter. I need to ask you about the disappearance near the old orchard." Maria: "¿El hombre que desapareció anoche? Sí. Yo estaba allí. No quería volver a pensar en eso." [The man who disappeared last night? Yes. I was there. I didn’t want to think about it again.] Hunter: "You were at the orchard?" Maria: "Sí. Estaba tomando fotografías del atardecer. Entonces oí un ruido." [Yes. I was taking pictures of the sunset. Then I heard a noise.] Hunter: "A noise?" [He leans closer, trying to follow her gestures.] Maria: "Como una puerta. Un golpe seco. Miré hacia la verja y vi a alguien." [Like a door. A sharp bang. I looked toward the gate and saw someone.] Hunter: "Someone at the gate?" [He points toward the camera.] Maria: "Mire. Aquí." [Look. Here.] [She taps the screen, bringing up a photograph of the orchard gate.] Hunter: "That’s the gate. Is this the person you saw?" Maria: "No estoy segura. Estaba oscuro. Pero llevaba algo rojo." [I’m not sure. It was dark. But they had something red.] Hunter: "Red." [He points at a small blur in the image.] Maria: "Sí. Y después escuché otro golpe. Cuando volví a mirar, no había nadie. Ni rastro." [Yes. And then I heard another bang. When I looked again, no one was there. Not a trace.] Hunter: "You saw them disappear?" Maria: "No lo sé. ¡Eso es lo que intento decirle! Estaba allí, y luego ya no." [I don’t know. That’s what I’m trying to tell you! They were there, and then they weren’t.] Hunter: "I’m sorry, Maria. I don’t speak Spanish." Maria: "¿No habla español?" [You don’t speak Spanish?] [She exhales shakily, then points again to the timestamp on the photograph.] Hunter: "The time. You took this at eight twelve?" Maria: "Sí. A las ocho y doce." [Yes. At eight twelve.] [She nods hard, then glances toward the café door as if expecting someone to appear.] Hunter: "All right. I understand that much. Can I take a copy of the picture?" Maria: "Sí, claro. Pero, por favor… no diga que me lo inventé." [Yes, of course. But please… don’t say I made it up.] Hunter: "I won’t." Maria: "[Her phone buzzes. Hunter checks it, his expression tightening.]" Hunter: "I have to go. Another call about the case." Maria: "¿Ha pasado algo?" [Has something happened?] Hunter: "I don’t know yet. Thank you for showing me this." Maria: "[She watches him hurry out, camera clutched in both hands.] Cuídese, detective." [Take care, Detective.]