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Marie: "Je ne comprends pas... Ces photos, elles étaient là. Je les ai prises à la lisière du verger, la nuit de la fête." *(I don't understand... These photos, they were there. I took them at the edge of the orchard, the night of the festival.)* Hunter: "Okay. Slow down. I'm Detective Hunter, with the county. I'm asking about Tuesday night, the disappearance on Orchard Road. You were in town for the festival?" Marie: "Il y avait tellement de monde. Et puis cette femme, elle portait un manteau rouge. Je l'ai vue sur l'image, mais après, plus rien." *(There were so many people. And then that woman, she was wearing a red coat. I saw her in the picture, but after that, nothing.)* Hunter: "Red coat. Good. That's something. Can I see the camera?" Marie: "Non. Pas encore. Je ne peux pas le lâcher. Pas après ce que j'ai vu." *(No. Not yet. I can't let it go. Not after what I saw.)* Hunter: "Ma'am, I'm not going to take it. I just need to see what's on the screen." Marie: "Vous ne comprenez rien. Personne ne comprend rien ici." *(You don't understand anything. Nobody understands anything here.)* Hunter: "You're right. I don't understand a word you're saying. Can you tell me your name? Anything I can work with?" Marie: "Marie. Marie Lefèvre. Je suis étudiante. Je suis venue ici pour photographier les paysages, les champs, le ciel. Pas pour ça." *(Marie. Marie Lefèvre. I'm a student. I came here to photograph the landscapes, the fields, the sky. Not for this.)* Hunter: "Lefèvre. Okay. Marie. Is there someone who speaks English you can call? A friend, someone from your program?" Marie: "Mon amie est partie à Minneapolis ce matin. Je suis seule." *(My friend left for Minneapolis this morning. I'm alone.)* Hunter: "Then let's take this one step at a time. You took photos on Tuesday night. Did you see the woman leave the festival?" Marie: "Oui. Non. Je ne sais pas. Elle est apparue sur l'image au bord de la route, et l'homme derrière elle..." *(Yes. No. I don't know. She appeared in the picture at the side of the road, and the man behind her...)* Hunter: "A man. Describe him." Marie: "Grand. Une casquette. Il tenait quelque chose. Je ne peux pas dire quoi. Mes mains tremblaient quand j'ai regardé." *(Tall. A cap. He was holding something. I can't say what. My hands were shaking when I looked.)* Hunter: "Okay. Tall, cap, something in his hands. That's a start." Marie: "Vous me croyez?" *(Do you believe me?)* Hunter: "I believe you saw something that scared you. That's enough for me to keep listening." Marie: "Il faut que vous regardiez l'image. Je vous en prie." *(You have to look at the picture. Please.)* Hunter: *(His phone buzzes. He glances at the screen, then back at her.)* "I have to take this. Stay here. Don't leave town without talking to me. Understand? Stay." Marie: "Restez. Partez. Vous êtes tous pareils." *(Stay. Go. You're all the same.)* Hunter: "Stay put, Marie. I'll be back within the hour." *(He sets a business card on the table, weighted down by her coffee cup, and walks toward the street, phone already at his ear.)* "Hunter. Yeah. Where?"