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Hunter: “Excuse me, miss. Detective Hunter. Were you near the apple orchard yesterday, when the festival volunteer disappeared?” Isabella: “Mi dispiace, non capisco. Non parlo inglese.” Hunter: “Right. I don’t speak Italian.” *(He points toward the orchard, then to her camera.)* “Photographs?” Isabella: “Sì, delle fotografie.” *(She grips the camera tightly.)* “Ero lì ieri sera. Ho visto qualcuno tra gli alberi, ma non riuscivo a distinguere il viso.” Hunter: “Someone in the orchard?” *(He points to the camera again.)* “May I see?” Isabella: “Aspetti.” *(She scrolls through her photographs.)* “Ecco. Vede quella figura vicino alla staccionata? Prima non c’era.” Hunter: “That’s the festival volunteer’s jacket. Can you show me the next one?” Isabella: “C’è solo questa.” *(She points to a blurred shape beside the fence.)* “E guardi qui. Non avevo visto quell’ombra quando ho scattato la foto.” Hunter: “I wish I knew what you were telling me.” *(He holds up his phone and points to the camera screen.)* “May I take a picture?” Isabella: “Sì, certo.” *(She nods and holds the camera steady.)* Hunter: “Thank you.” *(His phone rings. He answers and listens.)* “At the old cider mill? I’m on my way.” Isabella: “Deve andare? Aspetti, forse ho un’altra fotografia—” Hunter: “I have to go. Please stay here.” *(He gestures toward her chair, then taps his badge.)* “I’ll come back.” Isabella: “Non capisco, ma aspetterò.”