Run: 2026-09-23-01M36WRKYFAAR15SZ1FJWZCRVG

Maria: "..." Hunter: "Ma'am? I'm Detective Hunter, Alborn PD. Mind if I sit down? I need to ask you a few questions about what you saw down by the old orchard yesterday." Maria: "..." Hunter: "Sorry?" Maria: "..." Hunter: "...I don't—" *shifts in seat, rubs the back of his neck* "Do you... speak English? Hello? English?" Maria: "..." Hunter: "That's... yeah, that's not English. Okay." *pulls out notepad, flips to a blank page, scribbles a stick figure walking* "You. Walk. Yesterday. Orchard. See... something?" *draws a question mark* Maria: "..." Hunter: "Something bad. Did you see something bad?" *makes a concerned face, then feels ridiculous* Maria: "..." Hunter: "Great. Fantastic." *sets down the notepad, sighs* "Look, three people are missing, and I heard you were out there with that camera of yours. If you got a photo of anything—anything at all—it could help." Maria: "..." Hunter: "Photos. Pictures." *taps the camera on the table* "Can I... see?" *reaches slowly for the camera* Maria: "...!" Hunter: "Whoa, whoa—hands up. Not stealing it. Just looking." *holds up both palms* Maria: "..." Hunter: *turns the camera carefully, squints at the screen* "...Okay. Trees. Field. More trees. Sunset—nice, real pretty—" *scrolls, stops* "Wait. Go back." *scrolls back, studies the image* "...What is that. In the background, there, by the fence line." Maria: "..." Hunter: "Can you zoom—here—" *fumbles with the buttons, nearly drops the camera* Maria: "..." Hunter: "Sorry. Sorry." *hands it back* "Just—can you show me the picture with the fence?" Maria: "..." Hunter: "Fence." *mimes posts and rails with his hands* "Wood. Brown. Fence." Maria: "..." Hunter: *exhales hard through his nose* "This is—this is going to take all day." Maria: "..." Hunter: "No offense. It's not you. It's me. My Spanish is..." *shakes his head, mouths the word 'zero'* "...yeah." Maria: "..." Hunter: "But you're upset. I can see that. Something out there shook you up, and I need to know what it was before someone else goes missing." *leans forward, voice lower* "Please." Maria: "..." Hunter: *phone buzzes loudly, he glances at the screen* "Hold on—" *answers* "Hunter." *pause* "When? ...Where?" *stands abruptly, chair scraping* "I'm ten minutes out. Don't touch anything." *hangs up, looks back at Maria* "I have to go. Don't—just—stay in town, alright? Don't go back to that orchard. Not alone." *drops a card on the table beside her coffee* "If you remember anything, or if you find that photo—you call that number. Someone there speaks Spanish. I'll make sure of it." Maria: "..." Hunter: "I'll be back." *taps the card once, turns, and walks quickly out of the café*