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WHEN NO ONE SEES US

Love me.

All I want is your love.

CHAPTER 7 HOLY FRIDAY

How's your mother-in-law?

Stable for now.

- And you? - Working on Holy Friday, looks like.

You haven't been to your house.

What will you tell her?

Wait for me here.

No, no, no!

Not my boy!

- Morning. - Hey.

- Did you get some sleep? - Not a wink.

- No? - These little devils had another fight.

Ah. Well, here. Eat this. They can build muscle for the rematch.

- No. Take it. - No?

Just some juice today.

- You sure? - Mm-hm.

All right. Your body knows best.

You slept fine, didn't you?

Hipolito called.

Talked to the guys at the bank.

And?

And they approved the loan.

We don't have to stop construction?

We carry on next week.

I told you, you only have to worry about one thing.

Well, two things.

See you later. Say hi to your mother.

The last words I said to him were "fuck off."

You loved him and he knew that.

- How's your mother? - Sleeping.

- I gave her sleeping pills. - Fuck.

- Your grandma? - I'll go there after.

- Wait, I'll take you in a minute. - No. You need to rest.

The helmet.

- What about it? - I need it now.

You need this, right?

- Police were gonna search me. - Why are you doing this?

- What do you think? For Samuel. - Samuel isn't here.

That's right. He's not here.

- I sell this and I'm out of here. - This is what almost killed Sara.

Róber, listen, you can't do this.

Let's take this to my mom, explain the situation.

- To your mother? - Yes, my mother, yes.

- She can help you out. - Go on.

Snitch on me. Go on.

I know it's all horrible, Róber.

But none of it's my fucking fault.

Lorenzo, go on home. I'll close this.

All right.

- Beautiful. - Mm-hm.

And the smell. Cow shit. The only shit that smells good.

You think? Mm.

Must be an acquired taste.

You should get animals.

Yesterday I was thinking,

why don't I get rid of all this and just take care of my cows?

And the elections?

Well, that too.

Cowboy mayor, huh?

Hey, how's Macarena?

Tired, but good. Better.

I mean, she thought the whole project was gonna fall through.

Here. I just got it.

In the end, the bank didn't give a single cent.

I went to a financial institution. It's from lenders.

They charge more interest, but they don't harass us.

- I only see your name. - Of course. The credit is for me.

No, no. As property developer, we're supposed to be partners here.

Well, a partner provides money.

You know that I'm the only one who did.

You trying to fuck me over?

Fuck you over? No, man, no.

I mean, we're practically family.

All right, you'll get the villa you always wanted,

but the estate and profits are for who provides money, yes?

All right, listen to me, asshole.

This is Macarena's project,

and I'm not gonna let you or any other redneck hick

screw her out of that, you understand me?

Oh, shit.

I almost fell for that.

Come on. Cut the crap, huh? I know you want to get this done.

Or you'll be left with nothing, not even your advance.

- All right, kid. What's this about? - How are you?

Look, we're sorry about your brother.

How did he die?

It's not clear yet. We're still investigating.

- You know who did it? - No, but I promise you we'll find out.

If I catch the guy, I'll rip the guts out of that fucker.

You had information.

- I want your word first. - You got it. It's confidential.

They're gonna be trafficking that shit. A newer version. Not as potent.

- Who? - I can't tell you that.

I really need to know that.

In La Manigueta again? When will they do it?

Later today.

- Are you all right? - Mm-hm.

What do we know about that American I.T.'s phone?

Johnson?

I have the base's colonel on my back. Why wasn't it tracked ever?

Sergeant Johnson had an American number, unfortunately, from a minor operator.

We're pushing but it's complicated to retrieve the data.

He must have had something. Social accounts?

We don't know if he did.

Lieutenant Castillo is collaborating on the investigation on Johnson.

We determined they're linked,

but don't believe he's friends with Antonio.

How has he been ruled out?

His times off the base don't coincide with Antonio's schedule,

and his personal life doesn't fit the conversations.

We believe there's one more involved.

Criminalistics was able to identify the prints

we found at the country house as belonging to Samuel Navas.

- Are we assuming he was killed there? - Most likely.

You think there was another person?

We found these tire tracks at the country house.

We believe they were made

between the night of Tuesday the 19th and the 20th.

- When the downpour hit. - They don't match Antonio's car.

They're from a heavier vehicle, a SUV.

Did Antonio's family have any other vehicles?

Nothing that would've matched the car we're looking for.

Okay, so?

It may be the car of who murdered Samuel and took his body down to the water.

Any cell phones?

We're waiting on the phones belonging to Samuel and Antonio to be found.

They had providers who are local so it'll be quick.

Maybe check out the Americans.

I think there's something they're not telling us.

I'm fine with you sharing this with Lieutenant Castillo if it's mutual.

- Keep me informed on everything. - Will do.

Yes, good morning, Madam Mayor.

That kid's body has been found.

- Really? - Floating in the river.

There are evident signs of violence.

Do you think it's connected to Johnson?

Three bodies. Same town.

During Holy Week.

We have an autopsy in ten.

Yes, ma'am.

- He say anything? - He's not done yet.

- And the sergeant? - He's parking the car.

Hard to get rid of the guy.

- I take it he's with you 24/7? - Oh, no, my God.

I go to my hotel and he goes to his camp.

- He lives in a campground? - Yes, the only soldier who lives there.

Why not? He has no one to answer to there.

That's true. Doesn't sound awful.

Sergeant, lieutenant.

- No, thanks. - Right, it's all in your head.

Well, let's get to it, then.

So first of all, here's the date of death. Ten days ago. Minimum eight, max 11.

About the same as Johnson.

- The cause? - Cerebral hemorrhage due to head trauma.

- Only one? - I've counted eight.

He also has fractures that are orbital, nasal, and mandibular.

And I also had to remove four teeth from the pharynx.

- Signs of struggle? - None.

But he has a depressed fracture here. It's near the parietal and occipital.

- It was probably the first one. - He was sitting or crouching.

Do we know the murder weapon?

The lesions I found are compatible with something elongated of medium size.

The most interesting thing

is that in everything there are remains of malti-dentin.

- Ivory? - Give me a week to find out the animal.

- Is there more, Olarte? - Yes.

I found an anal tear that's shaped triangularly,

and seven colorectal perforations.

No sperm or any other fluids.

It was probably done with the same object.

He was impaled.

Thanks, Olarte. I'll need that report.

María, I need you to check the inventory for Antonio Jimenez.

We're looking for ivory or bone.

- Horns, carvings. - Sure.

- What? - I already received the phone locations.

And?

Looks like Samuel's and Antonio's phones

were at the country house on the night of the 19th.

Ten days ago.

Antonio goes to his country house in an SUV that isn't his,

finds Samuel there, kills him in cold blood, and hides his body.

Sooner or later, he also kills an American I.T. guy

who had been in his house,

hides his body, and then takes the car to Algeciras to throw us off.

Then commits suicide.

- Johnson doesn't fit. - Not in the slightest.

- Someone is missing. - Okami?

Lieutenant Castillo.

Mm-hm.

I'll be there, sir.

Magaly, will you come down to the station for me?

We should discuss Johnson.

- Yeah, yeah, sure. Thank you, Lucía. - Of course.

CLAUDIA THREE MISSED CALLS

Any news, ma'am?

They still can't explain Johnson's role in Samuel's murder.

Do you still think Johnson was involved?

He is involved.

What bothers me is the profiling.

Why is that?

Neither Antonio nor Johnson display characteristics

we'd expect to see in someone with homicidal tendencies.

Especially not the kind who would do that to a kid.

What kind is that?

Male. Under 40.

Probably single.

Someone who dominates his sadistic impulses

and is dominated by them.

- Sounds like a contradiction. - It is.

A forensic psychology teacher called it jailer-prisoner.

Like the devil.

Like the devil?

Both jailer and prisoner of hell.

Can we get a vehicle check on a silver SUV?

- Plans this weekend? - Don't you know already?

I asked because I was gonna meet friends for a drink after La Soledad.

Mm-hm.

Your cousin will be there?

You read my mind. Yeah, she'll be there.

Wait, look what she just said. She'll go if you go.

- So, what then? - Wasn't listening.

You gotta make a choice. You're confusing her.

- Oh, yeah, I bet that's the case. - Seriously. Are you just all talk?

Are we focused on this? Or are we not?

I don't know what this is, but we're focused.

But I'll tell you one thing.

And I say it not as a partner or as a friend.

I say it as a human.

If you won't eat it, then don't cook it.

I'm going in. You stay here.

Have we marked all of the main security units for the route?

Yes, everything is ready.

Don't let there be any problems, please.

Great. Thank you, Patricia.

Excuse me, José Luis.

Miguel. What happened?

Miguel, just relax. What's wrong?

And what exactly did they find?

Good afternoon, agent.

What happened?

- The police here have no search warrant. - Is that right?

Can you tell us why this was in the bathroom?

He was here to plant it. I've seen you.

- What is it? - This is the drug called Nazarene.

You were at the raid before, right?

Corporal Víctor Martín, yes, I was there.

- Where's Sergeant Gutiérrez? - What's with the cameras?

- We were... Take it easy! - Get out!

- Calm down! Okay, I'm leaving. - What are you doing? Come on.

Miguel, you need to calm down.

Lucía won't answer, I called the station.

Leiva. It was a smart move.

Without a warrant, and we're being recorded. It wasn't that smart.

Where's Sergeant Gutiérrez?

- What's with the cameras? - Miguel.

- Get out of here! - Hey, take it easy! Calm down!

Okay, I'm leaving. Get your hands off me!

Holy shit. You sinner.

Fasting and abstinence?

You know how it goes.

Víctor, my partner.

Right, I know who you are. I saw you on Twitter.

- Mind if we sit? - That's why you're here. Go right ahead.

Well, all right, Manuel. What went down at La Manigueta?

- Shit, guys, you were there. - Right, but we weren't the only ones.

Well, we all have to earn a living, don't we?

I just wanna know how your partners showed up so fast.

They had to have been warned, right? How?

It was someone who wanted to ruin Miguel, I would say.

- The owner? What for? - This is the one becoming a sergeant?

He's dating the mayor. It was to get to her.

Yeah, you don't have to be a genius. Cepeda has two or three days left.

So they tricked us.

They tricked us and the kid.

Núñez.

- Víctor, wait. - No, no. Not now.

At the house in the country,

they found a Buddha figurine and an ivory bracelet,

but neither seems a match for it.

Just give them to Olarte.

- Leiva sent me a text... - María.

Huh?

- I want you here. - Sorry?

I want you fully present.

Of course.

- Hey, how's it going? - But we talked to this man already.

- Sir. - Colonel Hoopen.

Sit down.

You might like to know I'm writing the OSI.

If there is anything I can help...

I'm reporting your conduct and requesting you be replaced immediately.

- May I ask why? - Insubordination.

Divulging sensitive information to the local authorities,

which make me question your loyalties.

I'm sure I never went beyond my remit.

Who do you think you are investigating me?

If you're referring to your files...

I'm referring to your request to access my bank account and that of my wife.

You were sent to look into the disappearance of an American airman.

What does that have to do with my account?

You know I'm authorized to investigate all base personnel. Without exception.

What is it you're looking for?

I don't have to give you an explanation, sir.

Yeah, we'll leave that to your superiors to decide.

- Good luck with that. - That's all I have for you, lieutenant.

- And send Sergeant Taylor in. - Will do.

I haven't opened up yet.

Sergeant.

Pollito, I need you to help out this time, so try to remember.

Well, I was kind of busy here, you know.

- Yes. - Yes, what?

Yes, you showed me that already. I told you he hasn't been here.

- And him? - He has not, 100%.

This one, you're 100% sure.

So the other one, you're not sure?

No, the other one as well. That one I was sure about.

Come on, Pollito, we know that out of the two, one has been here.

I need you to tell me which one.

- This one may have been here. - When, though?

I don't know. He may have come in a lot.

Before he didn't ring a bell, now he's been here a lot.

Pointing at guys like me isn't right.

And I'm not gonna leave here with nothing, understand?

This one asked me to use the chessboard.

Well, now that's something.

- So he played chess, then. With who? - Another U.S. guy, I think.

- Military? - I think, but I'm not sure.

He comes randomly, I think he speaks...

"I think, I think, I think." Pollito, cut it out. I need details.

Was he tall? Tattoos? Something.

I can hardly put a face on the guy.

He was quiet and he was dull.

He doesn't drink. He barely speaks or dances.

- Never drinks? - Alcohol? No.

He just gets sparkling water. Always the American kind.

It's revolting. A dull guy.

You think this friend of Johnson's is Okami?

Potentially, but we have nothing linking him to Antonio,

and don't know his relationship with Johnson.

- So then we have nothing? - We have a clue. Now we look into it.

Magaly.

Do you know if anyone on the base only drinks sparkling water?

Do you have a lead?

Yes, let me check on that and I'll let you know soon. Thanks.

Back to work, ma'am?

I can trust you, right?

Of course.

I need the car for a couple hours.

And Colonel Hoopen wants to see you.

You can come in and say goodbye.

Should I call someone for you?

I need you to check social media of all soldiers on base.

We're after guys who drink sparkling water or who like chess.

- Okay. What's wrong? Why is no one here? - It's Holy Friday, María.

Yes?

It's dad's medal.

I know.

Grandma gave it to me.

We didn't get along and I'm sorry for that.

I suppose neither of us could ever get past what happened.

You blamed each other for dad's death this whole time.

You two always did.

And you forgot the most important thing.

That he was just a sick man.

It was nobody's fault.

I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm sorry.

CIVIL GUARD

- Where's Sergeant Gutiérrez? - She had to go to the hospital.

- Oh, shit. She all right? - Yes, it's her mother-in-law.

- What happened? - There's a call for her. I have to go.

- You're leaving? - I'm acting as the Nazarene.

Do I ask them to call later or tomorrow?

- Who is it? - Cobos in Criminalistics.

He's called two times.

Well, I'll answer.

Cobos, this is María in Judicial.

Sargent Gutiérrez is attending a personal matter right now.

Yes, of course. E-mail it to us.

Thank you.

Shouldn't you answer?

You can take it. What if it's urgent?

Are you sure?

Yes.

- It's Taylor. - What?

Taylor is Okami.

What are you saying, María?

In Antonio's files, there are photos of Taylor and him teaching kendo.

I'm saying that Taylor is Okami.

Taylor drove Johnson's car to Algeciras.

Mom, wait.

FOR THE SHEEP IN WOLF'S CLOTHING

This spring in my cabin

Absolutely nothing

Absolutely everything

Yamaguchi Sodo.

It's my favorite.

I don't have any coffee, but I'll make you some tea.

I was thinking about the jailer-prisoner concept you were talking about,

and I disagree, you know.

It's a common misconception among believers,

thinking that's what the devil is, I mean.

You know, when I was younger...

I used to struggle with his role.

Still do.

But when I was a boy, I used to blame him for all the bad stuff that happened to me.

And then I started reading.

And I read the Book of Job.

And in Hebrew, "Satan" means "accuser."

That's all.

Like a public prosecutor.

Or God's district attorney.

You know, people attribute power to him that he actually doesn't have.

He doesn't do evil.

He just points it out.

- Like, evil is in the eye of the beholder. - Don't move.

Put your hands where I can see them.

That's an order.

On your knees.

On your knees!

- Can I turn that off? - Put your hands back on your head.

- Oh, God, it's... Can I please...? - Shut up. Shut up. And don't move.

- Please, it's just... - Shut up!

Stay still.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Relax, relax, relax.

Relax. Relax.

Okay. You're gonna feel cold. You're gonna feel cold.

It's okay. That's okay.

I'm right here with you. I'm right here with you.

It's okay. It's okay.