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When he realized he had been deprived of his entertainment,

the Lord of Darkness wept all the tears in his body,

drowning the village and forming a devilish lake.

Rumor has it that on stormy nights, the Devil comes back to haunt the area.

When did you last see your wife? I don't know. An hour ago.

The three of us were walking around the lake.

Day 1

We were quite a way ahead.

We stopped to wait for her, but she never came.

Let's start by searching this area.

- We're gonna find mm, aren't we? - Of course, we are.

I'm terribly sorry.

- Commander. - Come back up, guys. We've found her.

- How come? - I hit my head on a rock and passed out.

Who's down there, then?

I really am sorry.

Are you okay, Mum? Does it hurt?

I'll be honest with you, therapy isn't really my thing.

So why have you come here?

Because Lise thought it was a good idea. Didn't you?

How about you? Are you happy?

Projects are the cement of a couple, right?

We don't have any.

We have our separate lives and meet in the evening, day after day.

Excuse me, I'm sorry. I thought I'd turn it off.

I must take this, it's from work. Sorry.

Oui.

Where?

Please, excuse me. I have no choice, it's an emergency.

Can you set up another appointment?

Well, there you are. That perfectly sums up the situation.

Cordon off the area.

Hello, Ms. Deputy. Your gloves.

- Do you know who she is? - No, she had no ID on her.

The divers thought she'd fallen and drowned, or taken her own life.

Until they found this wound.

Something was stuffed in her mouth. Forcibly.

- Are you okay? - I'm not used to violent deaths.

Nor am I, not this violent.

The Clermont Search Unit will take over the case, right?

They're more used to it.

Mind you, so are you.

Captain.

- So? - We're waiting.

Excuse me.

Bruno. It takes a corpse in the lake to get you here.

Hi, there.

This is Nicole, an old friend.

Come on, not that old.

- How's Lise? - Good.

- Shall we go? - Yeah.

So…

Stéphanie?

I didn't recognize her.

Did you guys know her?

She was the sister of a school friend.

Sorry. Go ahead.

The murderer bashed her.

I think she was punched and kicked.

Violently, with rage. But that didn't kill her.

See this wound here? I found traces of granite in it.

I'd say the fatal blow was delivered with a stone.

- No water in her lungs, she didn't drown. - But that's not all.

- Her mouth? - Exactly.

The murderer stuffed her mouth with earth.

The water washed it out her mouth.

But her throat is full of it.

Choked with earth?

She didn't swallow any. Again, it was post-mortem.

- A symbolic gesture? - Perhaps.

As if she'd been punished for speaking too much?

Yeah.

The lake, the earth, that makes me think of the Lake Pavin legend.

Seriously, who would kill because of a medieval legend?

Others have died in the lake. They weren't all sinners.

Could you find out where the earth is from?

- To establish the crime scene. - Yes, of course.

The soil here has different compositions because of its volcanic origins.

Was she sexually assaulted? I have to break it to her parents.

No, I found no signs of that.

What was the legend you were talking about?

The Lake Pavin legend.

It's a medieval tale,

according to which the lake engulfed everyone in Besse

because of their sins.

Some sort of divine punishment.

Hence, the lake is feared by many.

My father used to tell me and my sister

we'd end up in the lake if we didn't behave.

It's part of the local folklore.

When will the Clermont Unit step in?

The prosecutor said they're busy, we're keeping the case.

For once, I wish they'd take it over.

Drop me off here.

Start looking into Stéphanie's life, her work, family, friends, lovers.

Yes, sir.

Well, let's do it.

- Did she suffer? - We can't tell as yet.

You must have an idea.

She was probably beaten.

- She died very quickly. - Oh, God…

Caroline… and now Stéphanie.

Our first daughter died in a car crash 15 years ago.

- Do you have any clues? - Not yet, sorry.

But the circumstances surrounding her death

suggest that the murderer knew her.

- Was she in conflict with anyone? - No…

Stéphanie wasn't someone who had enemies.

She was kind and thoughtful. You know that.

- A boyfriend maybe? - No.

She had no one.

She said she had no time.

The truth is,

after Caroline's death, she decided to take care of everything.

She took her mother to the cataract doctor,

she handled the farm papers, everything.

I told her she had to live her life, but she wouldn't have it.

Her life was all about us and her work.

Talking about work, how was she getting along?

She had just been appointed director of the thermal baths.

If she was in trouble, she never told us, so we wouldn't be upset.

- When did you last see her? - Yesterday evening at dinner.

But she was in a hurry, she left before the dessert.

Do you know why?

She said she was tired because of the pressure at work.

But it was something else, she kept checking the time.

Do you have the key to Stéphanie's flat?

I'll go there.

Olivier, find out who Stéphanie could have met last night.

Go through her bills, emails, everything.

See you at the police station.

You seem close to the Jourdains.

My brother and I were always with the girls.

First bars, first binges, we painted the town red together.

Until the car crash?

The what?

The one that killed their daughter, Caroline.

Yeah. And nearly killed my brother.

What do you mean?

On the way home, after a night out drinking.

Everyone was loaded, he chose to walk.

The car hit him before crashing into a tree.

The driver was drunk, she was badly injured.

Stéphanie was unharmed. So to speak.

And Caroline died instantly.

- Your brother? - Battered, but alive.

- Aurélie? We had no… - I'm here for work.

See you soon then.

- You know each other? - He's a friend.

- Is that all? - Yes, that's all.

Excuse me, the assistant director is ready to see you.

Thank you.

She started as an assistant and worked her way up to the top.

Her determination was amazing. Look…

Receiving the Tourism Excellence Label 10 days ago.

She fought like a tiger to get it.

She fought? Is it that hard?

We weren't good enough, we reorganized everything.

What do you mean by reorganizing?

- Lay-offs? - Yes.

We did have to make some people redundant.

Someone might have got angry.

To the point of killing her? Certainly not.

The severance packages were excellent.

"You'll die, bitch. I'll fucking put you through hell.

You're gonna pay for this. What you did here was inhumane…"

Luckily, the severance packages were excellent.

Send me the list of those who got sacked.

I don't understand, she was loved by us all.

We form a big family.

"A big family." He got that from his business school.

"Die, bitch" is hardly a family greeting. Stéphanie was harsh, apparently.

That really doesn't match my image of her.

She was a humanist hippy teenager. Generous, mindful of others.

- Like Caroline. - She was a teenager.

If work is your life, you can lose control.

Has your doctor friend been at the baths long?

I'd say 10 years or so, why?

Let's see him, he must know the place better than that young fella.

Stéphanie's management did cause casualties.

The assistant director spoke of internal reorganization.

That's their phrase to make it sound nicer.

But Stéphanie would do anything to attract younger customers.

How so?

She wanted to introduce fashionable beauty care,

like chocolate massage, and do away with traditional care,

which she considered old-fashioned.

- She fired the staff that did it. - That's it.

And the older staff didn't take it well.

- It wasn't easy to work with her. - On the whole, she was nice.

But if you didn't follow her, she became ruthless.

Didn't anyone try to rebel against her methods?

There isn't much work here. People hold on to their jobs

and shut it. Myself included.

Does the mud in her mouth fit with the theory of a vindictive employee?

Who'd asked to see Stéphanie to talk about it?

Yeah.

Let's imagine. Their conversation gets heated.

The man, or the woman, loses it, kills her

and feeds her the mud, he won't get his hands in ever again.

Isn't that more plausible

than the thesis of a Lake Pavin legend lunatic?

I don't know.

I'd understand that violence in a crime of passion, but for a job?

Maybe his life depended on it.

What's that? What is it? What the hell is that?

What an idiot! Fuck! What an idiot!

What the hell? Are you mad?

- He crashed in the field. - Where are you going?

Wait, there's no point. Come back.

Come on. That's pointless.

It's pointless!

Are you okay? Are you okay?

You're a public menace. She nearly got us killed because of you.

- You know each other? - Nice to meet you. I'm Étienne.

- Hey, brother. - Hi.

I'm Bruno's little brother.

Do you often skim over cars on the road?

You must be the great she-cop from Lyon.

- Yeah. - Sorry.

Hi, Lise. I'm at work now. I can't right now.

A crime case, you know what it's like.

I can't, Lise.

Listen. It's Stéphanie Jourdain.

No. I must do this for her parents.

Things seem complicated with his wife.

- Not because of you, I hope. - Excuse me? He's my boss.

You're pretty, I wouldn't be surprised.

You're not here because of me, are you?

- My permit to fly is up to date. - No…

Before you read it in the papers…

Stéphanie has been murdered.

- Stéphanie? - Yeah.

We still don't know why or how.

I must go home now, Étienne will drive you back.

- Would you mind? - No.

- Cool. See you in an hour. - See you later.

Thanks, man. Bye.

Shall we go?

What are you doing?

- Stop it, this is absurd. - It's the most sensible thing to do.

- We've just started therapy. - Yeah, I learnt a lot with it.

Stop it with that suitcase.

- Five minutes and you'd gone. - I told you it's a massive case.

Of course Stéphanie's death is a massive case for you.

Still putting the Jourdains before me.

What are you saying? We're talking murder.

You know what it brings back. Just like when we met.

Lise. Open it!

Fuck! Lise!

Fuck. Shit!

Here we are.

Sorry, I haven't been chatty. I knew Stéphanie since we were very young.

Your brother told me. He's also very upset.

Well, see you soon.

- Bye. - See you, Pascal.

I've found nothing in Stéphanie's calls, texts and emails.

She didn't have a life. Her savings confirm it.

- Anything from lake bank search? - Nothing so far.

So, no crime scene yet.

Someone hated her enough to send her these things.

The baths assistant director sent us this.

The employees laid off in the past six months.

And the employment contracts you wanted. What for?

They all have a handwritten paragraph about confidentiality.

I'll compare them against the threatening letters.

- At his time? - Yes, why?

Isn't it dinner time?

I used to be like you. I'd eat and sleep here.

My sister made me realize I wasn't a better cop.

Much on the contrary. And at that pace, I'd end up a bachelor.

Here they are. Two well-deserved home-made aligots.

- You were right, I'm starving. - The best aligot in Auvergne.

He has few comparative data, though. Our mother is the worst cook ever.

As Olivier is still single, no one else cooks for him.

Thanks for reminding me.

Wait, I'll talk to her.

- Are you investigating Stéphanie's death? - Yeah.

She caused the crash that killed her sister.

Jennifer Pereira.

- She doesn't seem popular. - She isn't.

She had over two g of alcohol in her blood.

She got seven years and disappeared.

She's come back to help out at her father's store,

but nobody has forgotten her.

- Olivier seems to like her. - Yes, he's mad about her.

I hope it works, I like her. She can't go on paying for that forever.

- What are you whispering? - Nothing.

Did you know the Jourdains and the Romagnats

- when they were friends? - From a distance.

They were stars. I was the school nerd.

- Enjoy. - Thanks.

- You'll see, it's delicious. - Thanks.

GRAPHOLOGY

PERMANENT EMPLOYMENT CONTRACT

Day 2

- Can I help you? - I need something to clear my airways.

Sure.

You want a drop of rosewood

and a drop of eucalyptus, three times a day.

Goes down better with sugar.

- Are you taking them? - Sure.

I saw you at the bar yesterday.

And you're here. Didn't they tell you to avoid me like the plague?

I don't judge people I don't know.

If my father hadn't ask me to help out here,

I'd never have come back. How about you?

I've never seen you before. Work. I'm a cop.

In the papers, they're talking about Stéphanie's death.

Are you in charge of the investigation?

- Did you see her after you got back? - No.

Anyway, she'd never have spoken to me.

Then again, I'd understand.

- It's 10 Euros. - Here.

- A gift from the house. - Thank you.

- Going away? - My sister's pregnant. She needs me.

- Anything serious? - She's nervous about some exams.

- I'm sorry it's bad timing. - It's okay, you can go, don't worry.

- Where's he going? - A family emergency.

Have you found anything?

I worked all night on the handwritten samples in the contracts.

One of them matches the threats.

Look, the loops of the letter "L" and the stems of the "P" are alike.

- I ignored you had notions of graphology. - A bit.

Delphine Crémiers, hired for the mud bath.

It's her indeed.

- What's that? - I found it at Stéphanie's. She'd torn it.

And glued it back together. Remorse, probably.

She must've felt sorry to lay people off.

Why send a photo of her with her kids to the boss who wanted to sack her?

- To appeal to her feelings? - It didn't work, she was still fired.

Mrs. Crémiers, I understand why you sent her these letters.

You got laid off at 53, with three children to provide for

and a slim chance of finding another job

only because your specialty is old-fashioned.

- You were desperate, weren't you? - Yes.

I'd have been angry at Stéphanie Jourdain too.

I worked 30 years with my hands in the mud,

doing overtime, not looking after my kids,

and she just got rid of me.

Not caring about what I'd do, how I'd raise my children.

Did you send her this so she'd see your children?

- So she'd understand your situation? - Yes, she didn't care.

All that counted for her was profitability.

Family meant nothing to her.

So you moved on to the threatening letters.

And then, what happened, Mrs Crémiers?

- You met to talk and it ended badly? - No, I never…

We think you wanted her to die by what she had taken from you.

Your mud bath job. So you stuffed her with earth.

Stuffed her? I don't understand.

Where were you between 10:00 p.m. and 2:00 a.m.?

At home, in my bed.

- A witness? - No, my husband died three years ago.

- Your sons? - My sons were sleeping.

Excuse me.

The geologist has sent his results, he has located the crime scene.

Can you stay with her? What do you think?

A desperate mother loses it and writes those letters. Okay.

As for killing her that way, I'm not sure.

Her alibi is beyond weak and she has a motive.

Let's check her movements.

Ask Olivier to triangulate her mobile that night.

And question her neighbors too. So?

The soil analysis shows it was precisely from this spot.

Right by the Devil's Chair.

What is the Devil's Chair?

"The Lord of Darkness sat down on his stone chair by the abyss."

- The Lake Pavin legend again? - Exactly.

Did I tell you why God engulfed Besse's sinners?

- No. - Because they entertained the Devil,

who watched their decadence show sitting on that chair.

According to the legend.

Why would Delphine Crémiers meet Stéphanie at that spot?

Well, perhaps, this folklore was part of her upbringing.

She wanted to take revenge and punish her for sinning.

Yes.

Anyway, the forensic doctor ruled out the legend too fast.

Thanks. Come with me.

Excuse me, I have an urgent call to make.

- It's straight ahead. - Okay, I'll keep going.

Please, Lise, listen to me two seconds. Wait.

I'd like us to talk. two seconds, please…

Lise, please, listen to me.

When he realized he had been deprived of his entertainment,

the Lord of Darkness wept all the tears in his body,

drowning the village and forming a devilish lake.

Rumor has it that on stormy nights, the Devil comes back to haunt the area.

Stop! Stop!

Romagnat! Romagnat!

Sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone.

- Are you sure you'll be okay? - I'm fine.

A wound in the head and scratches around the mouth like Stéphanie's.

Same crime scene. Two ritual murders in two days.

Jean-Michel Muller, another resident of Besse, 50 years old.

High school history teacher.

Can we talk of a series?

Let's not spread this hypothesis to avoid panic.

The murderer had no time to throw him in the lake.

Delphine Crémiers didn't do it. Not this time.

Those black marks around his eyes, we didn't see them on Stéphanie.

No, we didn't. Maybe the water. Ask Nicole to analyze it.

If it's about punishing the sinners of Besse, it's far from over.

- You think that's the motive? - With mad people, anything is possible.

I understand better why this legend scares people.

It's appalling.

This is the first manuscript that mentions it. From 1650.

It is a fundamental local historic tale.

Deeply entrenched in the popular imagination.

Processions are held even now.

- What for? To ward off the evil eye? - Exactly.

Some also seek absolution from their sins.

- People still believe in it? - Yes, it is still very strong.

And for a good reason. The legend manifests itself physically.

How so?

It stems from the lake's physical and chemical characteristics.

Nature spurred and maintained this belief.

Exactly. Pavin is a very deep volcanic lake, rich in explosive gasses,

which can resurface in a mini-tsunami.

One such explosion is thought to have engulfed the village

and originated the legend.

The villagers then put it down to a divine punishment.

Yes. Pavin comes from Latin pavens,

which means "dreadful".

Would you by any chance know anyone who might be prey to these ideas?

Without being hasty,

this is more about folklore than psychiatry.

Why did the killer pick out Stéphanie and Muller?

He could've thought Stéphanie had sinned through avarice or through pride.

- How about Muller? - He must be hiding something as well.

Are you okay? Can I help you?

- Give me a few moments. - Sure.

Thanks.

Ms. Lefèvre? Would you, please?

You'll end up getting yourself killed.

How many fits of asthma do you need before you slow down?

I left Lyon to avoid the pollution.

- They said I'd get better. - You must change jobs.

I sacrificed the Research Unit, what else can I do?

Get a job in a quiet office, not in the woods running.

- Feeling better? - Yeah, thanks.

Two murders. Won't the Clermont guys take over?

No. We're keeping the case.

- You saw him? What did he look like? - I saw nothing, Olivier.

I only made out a figure.

The list of psychiatric hospitals. Wanna take a look?

Jesus.

Have you also looked into

post-apocalyptic sects or groups of wackoes?

Yes, I have. There are many more than I thought.

Well, we're definitely surrounded by loonies.

- Actually, is Nath better? - Yes, it was nothing, just nerves. Thanks.

- Who's she? - Mrs. Muller.

I am sincerely sorry, Mrs Muller.

Can't you do anything to stop this? Wasn't there another victim?

No, unfortunately, we couldn't have anticipated it.

What good are you then?

How was your husband lately? Any problems?

No, he was himself.

Passionate, happy, in love.

And professionally? His colleagues?

Everyone liked him, his pupils loved him.

And with you? Was everything okay?

- You mean, did he have a lover? - Or yourself.

We'd been together and happy for over 10 years.

- I see. - No, you obviously… You obviously don't.

You're wondering why I was with a man 20 years my senior.

That's sad.

One final question. Did your husband know Stéphanie Jourdain?

The first victim?

I don't think so.

She says their life was perfect.

Which means absolutely nothing.

Everyone has a secret garden. Or her husband wouldn't have been killed.

Muller had just gone back to work

after a two-week suspension for "inappropriate behavior".

He didn't reveal this to his wife.

Muller helped himself to the school girls. Practical.

In the last year, at least half of them are 18.

No risks. I think he gave cameos to all his conquests.

- Do you think he'd slept with Stéphanie? - No, there would've been rumors.

Stéphanie's not wearing a cameo in the picture.

So we're back to two isolated victims

and a fanatic who thought Muller sinned through lust.

Muller wasn't the only man who liked young girls

nor was Stéphanie alone in causing social harm.

Why them in particular?

Great. In the nick of time.

- No, your brother has just left. - Oh, Okay.

- Is he better? - No idea.

He confides in no one.

Since I'm here, can I buy you a drink?

That's very kind, but I'm exhausted. I need to get up early. Some other time.

- Is that gem yours? - Yeah.

- Can I try it? - Actually…

Not driving. I mean, with you. As a passenger.

- Can you? - Of course.

- Are you okay? - I'm great! I love it.

Thanks. I hadn't done this in so long!

You can step on it.

- Are you sure? - Positive.

- Are you okay, Bruno? - I'm fine.

I WANT A DIVORCE. I'VE HIRED A LAWYER. LISE.

Hi, you've reached Lise's voice mail. Please leave a message.

Hi, Lise.

Why are you rubbing this old thing in my face?

I love you.

I love you, you're not my second choice.

Day 3

RITUAL MURDERS : POLICE FEAR PANIC

YOU'LL BE NEXT

What the hell is that?

- It's not the first time. - I'm sorry.

If I were the third one, everyone would be relieved.

You've paid your debt to society.

You don't have to pay for it all your life.

That's true.

But what's seven years in jail, compared to Caroline's life?

Compared to Étienne's legs? It's nothing.

- The worst thing is… - Yes?

I don't remember anything. Or almost.

Only laughter.

And music. Noise…

- Can you hear me? - On road N23, Km 32,

a car has crashed into a tree. three fatal victims,

including a pedestrian hit by the car.

- Can you hear me? - Caroline! Caroline!

And Caroline dead.

Besides, that only came back recently through nightmares.

Before, there was nothing.

Jennifer, I've told you, you must lodge a complaint.

Will that make a difference? They all hate me here.

He's right, you should do it. Or it won't stop.

- See you at the office. Goodbye. - I'll help you.

You see that?

What you said isn't true.

Not everyone hates you. My sister likes you a lot.

And so do I.

Thanks.

Captain.

Stéphanie called Muller twice just before she died.

How did we miss that?

She called him from her work phone which goes through the switchboard.

Suddenly, two calls the day before she died.

Are you sure they weren't together in her school days?

They could've kept it up all this time.

Muller's wife finds out about it and goes crazy?

Olivier, check Mrs Muller's alibis for both murders.

Right away.

Hello. I have something you should be interested in.

Thanks for coming over. You could've called.

Every chance I get to leave my cave, I jump at it.

I've analyzed the black marks around Muller's eyes.

I've found traces of it on Stéphanie.

See there? There are some traces left only visible in black light.

Why did the murderer do that? What do you think?

I don't know, I've never seen this before.

They're like blindfolds.

As if they'd been symbolically blindfolded.

Blindfolds? That's not in the legend.

A blindfold conjures up justice to me, don't you think?

- It didn't occur to me. - The blindfold represents impartiality.

Justice should be dispensed objectively, without fear, favor or affection.

Hence the expression "Justice is blind". From my law school years.

What did the murderer want, then? To correct an injustice?

And the legend is only there to cloud the issue?

Could be. But what's the injustice?

Perhaps being cheated on all these years, before and after getting married?

Still Muller's wife and a crime of passion?

We don't know if Stéphanie and Muller had been lovers.

- Your daughter didn't have a boyfriend? - She didn't. Not as far as I know.

Do you know Jean-Michel Muller?

The other victim? Yes, he'd been her history teacher.

Did she talk about him? One way or another?

No. When Caroline died, he gave her great support.

Then, they lost touch with each other.

Do you remember seeing her wear a cameo at the time?

An old piece of jewelery.

- I think I remember that. Don't you? - Yes.

She did wear that kind of jewelery for a few weeks.

I assumed it was fashionable. Then it was over.

Why all these questions?

We're looking into your daughter's past. Her old relationships.

Stéphanie knew the other victim, we're trying to establish how well.

Wait a minute.

We have something that might help you.

But you must give them back to us.

Caroline shot lots of films of her sister in her last year in school.

She was at university, she wanted to be a journalist.

Thanks.

Caroline's birthday.

The night she died, it was her 21st birthday.

The police brought us this tape after the accident…

We've never watched it.

- That's quite a racket. - I saw Stéphanie's parents.

I'm almost sure she was seeing Muller at the time.

She wore a cameo, an old item of jewelery, like Mrs. Muller.

- Where does that take us? - Nowhere so far, but we'll soon find out.

- Coffee? - No, thanks.

Happy birthday, my love.

Come dance, Caroline.

- Caroline, come here. - I love you, sister!

- And this is my future husband. - I love you too!

I love you. Put down that camera, honey.

- Please, come on. - Come on, Caroline.

I can't believe that.

You can't do that, darling.

Come on. Caroline! Caroline!

For the future bride and groom, hip, hip…

What's that?

NO SIGNAL

Oh, shit.

MEET ME A LE REFUGE 7.30. REMOGNAT

Hello, someone's waiting for me. A table in the name of Romagnat.

Absolutely. Please, follow me.

Why didn't you say you were engaged to…

You think my brother would invite you here?

Not really.

I thought he had news about the case. Thank you.

I hope you're not that disappointed.

That's it.

Apart from work, do you talk about other things?

- Have I only talked about work? - Yeah.

- Do you miss it that much? - Yeah, I do.

In Lyon, I slept work, I ate work,

I loved it.

Wasn't there any room for a boyfriend, for instance?

Not even.

Hard.

There's one thing I don't get.

Why does a workaholic like you end up lost here?

I don't know. My love for nature.

- The Salers cow. - I love it. That's mad.

You and I were destined to meet.

- It was delicious, but I ate too much. - So did I.

- I feel heavy. I'm too heavy. - Stop it, it's not funny.

- I swear, I can't stop. - Étienne!

- Aurélie! - Étienne.

I'm not joking. I really can't stop. Aurélie!

- Are you okay? - No.

Here.

That's why you came here.

I couldn't take the pollution in Lyon.

In the pure volcanic air, you're much better…

I was supposed to feel better.

- It's a huge handicap. - I bet.

No, I mean, at work.

- If they knew it, I'd be in an office. - I promise I won't tell.

You know what? It's our second secret.

- What's the first one? - Come here.

Day 4

I knew you'd be at your sister's.

No point asking me to go back home.

You don't answer my calls. I'd like to talk.

About what? It's all been said.

- Is there someone? - You ask me?

I only have you and work.

You know work isn't the real problem.

Does your work stop us from having a child?

- You've never been committed to us. - That's not true.

You never forgot Caroline. I've lived with her ghost for 15 years.

- Now, her sister's died… - I love you, Lise.

Perhaps you love me.

But not the way I deserve to be loved.

Lise, please wait.

- Wait, please. - I've waited too long.

Hey, you… Are you trying to sneak out?

No. But I intended to go to work.

I'm working on a case, remember?

I've found the link between the victims, I must tell your brother.

The link? You mean the accident?

No. What accident?

The one that put me on that chair.

On the night of the accident

Jennifer Pereira's blood alcohol level was 2.1 g.

Why did you decide to drive, knowing you were drunk?

I don't know. I don't understand…

Hard as I try, I can't remember anything.

Miss Pereira has sustained severe head injuries,

with minor brain damage.

That has caused retrograde amnesia, she remembers nothing.

Very well. You can sit down, Miss Pereira. Bring in Mr. Muller.

He was the first person on the scene.

- Was Muller at the trial? - Yeah.

- As a witness? - Yeah.

I reached the scene at about 3.30 a.m. I was the first person.

Seeing what had happened, I immediately called for help.

- Anything else? - No.

- I don't get it. Didn't Bruno tell you? - No, he didn't.

Or that he was supposed to marry Caroline.

Listen, I can't say anything. The prosecutor says so.

- Isn't Romagnat here? - No, he was unreachable.

Yes, please. Thank you.

Damn!

Are you having trouble? Can I help you?

I'm trying to print out an accident report, it's not working.

Wait a minute.

There you go.

- The whole file? - Yeah. Photos, medical files…

Everything is digitized. And it's being printed.

- Enjoy your read. - Thanks.

"Accident on road D978. People involved: Caroline Jourdain, died at 4:27."

Jennifer Pereira, severely injured.

Stéphanie Jourdain, unharmed. Jean-Michel Muller.

First to arrive on the scene of the accident

after dinner with his mother."

With his mother at 4:00 a.m. Right.

- Aren't the medical reports in it? - They are.

- I can't see them. - Are you sure?

You're right, they're not here. It must be another computer bug.

Ask the captain, he printed this file too.

Romagnat?

- When did he print it? - We can't know that.

One of the system's drawbacks, besides the bugs.

Here you are.

Thanks, these medial reports are essential.

The emergency guys owed me a favor.

Gransaine signed the report.

A lung specialist on a fatal accident?

- Gransaine? From the baths? - Yeah.

He was a GP then, became a lung specialist later.

He was probably on duty.

I don't get it all.

Give this to me, I'll explain. I'm short of customers now.

- By the way, where's our dear Romagnat? - He's with the prosecutor.

Right, let's see what we have here.

I don't know what I'm looking for.

All the girls had very high alcohol levels.

Caroline Jourdain died instantly of a cervical fracture.

She didn't have her seat belt on.

Stéphanie Jourdain suffered contusions

in her ribcage and stomach.

As for Jennifer Pereira, she was driving.

- Do you have a photo? - Of course.

- Here. - Thanks.

Contusions in her ribcage.

- Something's not right. - What?

- Do you have an hour to spare? - Yeah, why?

Come on, let's take a walk.

- Here it is. A brand new 205. - Thanks, Norbert. It's perfect!

Put your seat belt on.

So, you hit a man, lose control and crash into a tree at full speed.

Lean against the wheel.

Look at those marks, that's what was bugging me.

If Jennifer had been driving, her bruises should be here and here.

But in fact, those bruises are on…

Stéphanie Jourdain.

That means she was driving that night.

- I don't think I understand. - Yes, you do.

Someone moved Jennifer to make everyone believe she was driving.

Muller, Stéphanie's lover. He was the first person to get there.

Jesus. She's not guilty.

Jennifer Pereira went to jail although she wasn't guilty.

- How could Gransaine miss that? - Ask him.

- Well, shall we call Romagnat? - No. I'll handle that.

- Anything wrong? - No, I'm fine.

- I'm not sleeping well. - That happens.

- Romagnat is hiding key information. - What?

The accident Jennifer was jailed for…

- What about it? - She wasn't driving.

Stéphanie Jourdain was.

- Don't joke about that. - I'm not.

And I think Muller helped Stéphanie pin it all on Jennifer.

Okay.

- Where does Romagnat come in? - I don't know.

Does he really want to solve this case?

Stéphanie's and Muller's deaths

avenge Caroline and her brother, don't they?

- You think he's covering for the murderer? - I don't know.

- At your place, now? - Fine.

Romagnat?

- Why does he want to see you? - Dunno, but he wasn't cordial.

So, are you investigating behind my back?

You consulted a file,

hid the link between the victims and the death of your old flame.

You expect me to cry on your shoulder? I'm not that kind.

Where are the medical files? Did you take them?

- What are you… - What are you doing?

How about you?

I wanted to shoot you and dump you in the lake.

I'm a cop. When I go out, I take my gun with me.

Are you coming?

Where are we going?

So?

You want me to tell you my life, let's go for it.

We're there.

After the party at my place, they went elsewhere.

I didn't go along with them.

It was Caroline's birthday, but I decided to revise.

I wanted to pass my exams.

- If only I'd gone with them… - It wouldn't have changed anything.

- Yes, it would. - You don't know.

Do you think Jennifer knows what we know?

I think she really forgot everything.

Otherwise, she'd have fought in her trial.

Coming back to Besse has brought back some memories. She told me so.

Perhaps she's finally found out the truth.

That would explain her taking revenge now.

The blindfold on the victims.

She'd be taking justice into her own hands.

Day 5

- So, how did it go with Romagnat? - It was a misunderstanding.

We've reached the same conclusion, though.

Jennifer.

- Jennifer what? - She had a motive.

A reason to hold a grudge against Stéphanie and Muller.

She knows nothing about this.

I think she does. Sorry. I know you like her, and so do I, but…

I'll sum it up. Jennifer comes back, her memory is revived.

She meets Stéphanie to talk about it, things turn sour and she kills her.

- Is that it? - Yes.

To say it's a second trial, she draws the blindfold

on her victims' eyes.

But she clouds the issue by evoking the Lake Pavin legend.

To suggest it was a psycho.

- She'd never do that. - It's plausible, though.

- Call her, tell her we must question her. - Okay.

Triangulate her phone, see if it was near the lake.

Consider it done.

I'll see Gransaine, if he'd done his job she wouldn't have been jailed.

Aurélie, aren't you feeling better?

I'm interested in an accident report of 15 years ago.

A fatal accident on D978.

Jennifer Pereira got seven years. You testified at her trial.

- I remember, but I don't get it. - Of course you do.

I didn't fake the reports. I botched them, that's different.

When I arrived on the scene that night,

I'd been drinking at home as usual back then.

I didn't have all my faculties. I didn't examine anyone.

I copied the rescue team's report and conclusion based on the witnesses.

You must've realized it when you studied the file for the trial.

Why were you quiet?

I'd have been struck off but the Medical Board.

You won't get away with it. Trust me.

She's just arrived.

Seven years in jail for nothing and she might go back.

I know.

What am I doing here?

If it's about Stéphanie Jourdain, I don't think I can help you.

I had no contact with her.

Muller was the first one on the scene of the accident.

Do you remember?

I don't. He testified at the trial, that's when I knew about it.

- Why? - Sit down, Jennifer.

We've found something out.

Jennifer… What were you doing when the murders happened?

- What? - It all came back, right?

You asked Stéphanie to meet you at the Devil's Chair like before.

It ended badly. Is that what happened?

No, I didn't ask her to meet me.

I don't even know what time it happened. Why are you asking?

You told me you'd recovered your memory.

- You weren't driving, Jennifer. - What?

What do you mean?

You didn't cause Caroline's death or injure Étienne.

I didn't?

- Who did it, then? - Stéphanie.

We think Stéphanie panicked and called Muller.

So he'd help her. She'd just caused her sister's death.

And we think they moved you to the driver's seat to clear Stéphanie.

Given your injuries, they thought you were dead.

I knew it. Deep down, I've known it all along.

Jennifer, you're the only one with a motive.

You suffered a terrible injustice. You'll have mitigating circumstances.

Seven years in jail for nothing,

and now you want to pin these murders on me?

Other people might want revenge. Your brother.

And you. You lost the woman you loved in that accident.

Didn't you?

Do you think we've missed something?

I want to believe her.

Caroline's parents gave me a video she'd made that night.

I had it digitized. Do you think you could watch it with me?

- Are you ready? - Go on.

A short report about raving youths.

Hey, a few words to Bruno.

Come on, Bruno, we're waiting for you.

- What are you doing? - You're missing the party of the century!

Stay at home revising, brother. That's much better.

I love you, my darling!

Shall I carry on?

- Weird. - What?

The scarf she can be seen wearing in the car,

she didn't have it on at the party.

I never could see them.

- I'm sorry. - It's okay.

I never saw her with this scarf on.

She never wore green, she thought it was bad luck.

What if it wasn't hers?

Someone might have given it to her.

Someone at the party?

Jennifer, do you know where this scarf came from?

Caroline was wearing it, but it wasn't hers.

I don't know. Everything is blurry.

Try to remember, it's important both for you and for us.

I…

Yes, she was cold.

She was laughing…

She said if you'd been there, you'd have kept her warm.

I think someone lent her a scarf, but…

- Who? - I don't know.

Étienne didn't get in the car, someone else tagged along.

He got in the back, I didn't see who it was.

- There was a forth passenger? - I think so.

Nobody said so.

- Who was it? A friend of yours? - I don't know. I don't remember.

There.

Someone with a green scarf on.

- Do you know him? - That's Olivier.

- What the hell. I didn't recognize him. - Nor did I.

Did he hang out with you?

Not really, he wasn't part of our gang.

- Could Caroline have offered him a lift? - Sure, she was nice to everyone.

- Where's Olivier? - Don't know.

- You were with him. Did he tell anything? - No.

- This is totally crazy. - His voice mail.

Why didn't he ever say he'd survived that accident?

Apparently, his father was violent, he'd have beaten him up if he'd known it.

He could've told us now, his father died years ago.

Or he witnessed Muller's manipulation. As he'd said nothing then, he kept quiet.

He'd have said it, he's a cop of principles.

That means it's more serious.

I don't know about Stéphanie, he can't have killed Muller.

He was with us.

No… He accompanied his sister to the hospital.

Hi, Nath. Where's your brother?

No, I haven't seen him. Why?

We have an emergency and can't get through to him.

- Were the exams okay? - What do you mean?

- You did no exams at hospital? - Not at all.

- I got it wrong. - Does he still live at your mother's?

- He won't be there now. - Thanks.

He killed them.

- And the motive? - To keep the secret.

So Jennifer wouldn't know he could have saved her from jail.

He's mad about her.

If she knew he'd protected the others, would he have a chance with her? No.

- Hello, is Olivier in? - Isn't he at work?

No, we thought he'd be here. He's forgotten his mobile.

He's so absent-minded, he'll never change.

- Thanks, Mrs. Soulac. - Bye.

Excuse me, could I use your bathroom, please?

- Of course. - Thank you.

- Upstairs. - Thank you.

- Everything okay with him at work? - Yes, couldn't be better.

Only the cat o'nine tails worked with him.

The whip. The only thing he was afraid of. Besides the lake.

Have you found it?

Yes, thanks.

- Thank you. - Goodbye.

I've found this.

What is it? A farewell letter?

Jennifer, I was a coward. I won't ask you to forgive me.

But I've tried to make amends for the suffering I inflicted on you.

This is Lieutenant Lefèvre. Dr. Gransaine, please.

Olivier just picked him up.

My father was right. Evil people belong…

"…in the dark waters of the lake.

Three culprits have been chastised and my trial will clear you."

The three culprits have been chastised and my trial will clear you.

Are you sure the third culprit is Gransaine?

It has to be Gransaine.

He testified against Jennifer knowing she was innocent.

How could he think she'd forgive him?

He doesn't want that, he wants her to be cleared.

He wants to bring out the truth. Because he loves her.

Mr. Muller. Jennifer's trial is coming up.

We can't let her go to jail, tell them what you did.

Don't try to be an avenger, it's your word against mine.

If you say anything, I'll give you a hard time.

Got it?

- I'm sorry! - Cut the crap!

- I am sorry. - Shut the fuck up!

You're like Muller.

- This court will now hear Dr. Gransaine. - Mr. Gransaine…

Do you think I'll ruin my reputation for this?

You used your power to shut me up, and ruin Jennifer's life.

We're talking about a human being.

Who will they believe? Me the doctor, or you, the Soulac kid?

You spoke to me like he did.

You obstructed justice and sent an innocent girl to jail.

When I arrived on the scene, the paramedics were already there.

They tried in vain to resuscitate Caroline Jourdain.

But all I could do was confirm her death.

I had no excuse at all.

- But I don't deserve to die. - I think you do.

Soulac, untie me!

- No! - Untie me!

Stop, Olivier. Stop! Drop that.

- He must pay! - Please, it's over now.

You were just a kid, they manipulated you.

- They must pay. - What will that change, now?

- I can't… - It'll be worse for her.

- What do you want? - Stéphanie, tell the truth about Jennifer.

I won't ruin my life because you're now having qualms.

It's over, nothing can happen to you.

My parents wouldn't get over it, and there's my work.

Think about her for once.

It's so like you to feel remorse now.

You haven't changed. You're still a loser.

Perhaps… At least, I didn't kill my sister.

You little piece of shit.

I didn't want to kill her.

I didn't want to kill Stéphanie.

I wanted her to tell the truth, so Jennifer would be cleared.

She shouldn't have treated me that way.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Day 6

BAR ASSOCIATION

Thank you.

What for? You had the courage to go.

It was vital for the two of us.

I have granted freedom to us both.

- We still have beautiful years ahead. - I hope so.

You still haven't answered. Are you going back to Lyon?

No, I've decided to stay here. For the time being.

I suppose my brother has something to do with it.

Mind you, good decision. I've asked to be transferred.

I need to start over. I want to recommend you as my replacement.

- Me? - Yeah.

I'd rather leave the unit in good hands.

Are you guys ready?

- Shall we do it? - Let's do it.

- So, isn't your first flight cool? - It's awesome!

- You like it? - It's massive!

Look at Bruno over there. Bruno!

Bruno!