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A busy suburban mall food court on a Saturday afternoon, with bright fluorescent lighting and the ambient noise of weekend shoppers. Emma (17, blonde hair, casual jeans and sweater) sits across from Tyler (18, athletic build, varsity jacket) at a plastic table near the center. Wide shot: The food court is packed with families and teenagers, conversations buzzing. Medium shot: Tyler leans forward aggressively, voice rising: "You embarrass me in front of my friends again!" Close-up: His hand strikes Emma's face with a sharp crack that echoes. Cut to: Emma falls sideways into her chair, tears streaming, red handprint forming on her cheek. Wide shot: A hundred conversations stop, phones lift, everyone frozen and staring. Medium shot: A janitor in gray uniform and baseball cap (Agent Martinez, 45, weathered face, calm demeanor) sets down his mop ten feet away and walks over purposefully. Close-up: He pulls out an FBI badge, voice steady and authoritative: "FBI. That's my daughter. Hands behind your back." Tyler's face drains of color, crowd gasps and starts applauding. No logos, no brand names, no watermarks, no text overlays.