Sofia notices something in the mud: a small footprint, and next to it – an adult’s boot, turning sharply. Not a wandering child. An abduction.
Diaz sighs, hands her a file.
She pulls out a worn child’s hair ribbon – faded pink.
(Spanish, English sub) She was just playing by the dock. I turned for one minute.
She freezes. The photo in her hand matches the description almost perfectly. PERDIDA STOLEN AWAY INT. POLICE BOAT – DAY
Twenty years ago, Luna wore one just like this. EXT. ISLAND HOUSE – DAY
(English sub) People get lost here all the time.