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[dramatic music playing]

WHEN NO ONE SEES US

-[crane whirring] -[police radios beeping]

[ominous music playing]

How's it going?

[indistinct chatter]

[engines stops]

Why are you here?

You're on the case for Samuel, aren't you? You were at the search.

Do you have information? Something you wanna tell us?

-I know Samuel. -Come in my office and we'll talk.

[exhales]

But we can always go somewhere else.

CHAPTER 6 HOLY THURSDAY

[Vanesa] On Wednesday, his phone went straight to voicemail.

Turned off or no signal.

-You didn't think to report it? -Report what?

Where do you think he went when he didn't return to the center?

He said he was going to a country house somewhere.

-So he wouldn't get caught. -Any idea who owned the house?

Yeah. That guy who killed himself.

-Who, Antonio Jiménez? -That's right.

Yeah, his English teacher.

-Pain in the ass, really. -Okay, in what way?

I don't know, his gestures, the blank look in his eyes,

the way he dressed. He was intense, in a way.

-It sounds like you knew him. -Well, yeah, I met him.

We saw him one day and Samuel introduced me.

-The guy seemed really jealous. -How come?

I think that Antonio was into Samuel.

I mean, it was totally obvious.

-Do you think they were together? -No way.

The guy was pathetic. Samuel always said so.

Look, I know Samuel gets money on occasion.

You think he gets it from Antonio?

Samuel would go to his house, and he had ways of getting money there.

He'd tell him a made-up story

that was like he wanted to take this class but couldn't afford it

or his phone had broken.

Lots of shit.

Samuel isn't into guys, all right?

He was smart, knew how to get what he wanted, that's all.

I'd like to visit that house.

-Know where it is? -No idea.

I heard it's in the fucking boonies.

That's why Samuel wanted to hide there,

-'cause nobody goes there. -Antonio would, since he owned it.

Samuel said, in two years, the guy went one time,

one summer night to see the stars, that type of thing.

[ominous music playing]

-[Héctor] Good morning. -Morning. How are you two?

What? Have you told him?

Yes, sir. I did.

-And? -Why do I have to say that?

I told you already, I was able to get you out by a whisker,

but you're this close to actually being charged.

Thank you, Mr. Nuñez, for that,

but if I were to tell the truth, it's better.

I don't wanna lie. I'm already in trouble here.

I'm pretty sure you're not understanding.

[inhales deeply, then sighs]

How's your mother doing?

What about your brother?

I'd guess that she's suffering a lot about it.

If I'm not wrong, she has a pension, doesn't work.

But since you're a good kid, you help at home, right?

I work holidays and overtime.

I know. You're watching out for your family and helping find him.

When your brother returns, and he will...

you'll be all alone.

No help from the mayor, no reporters, nothing.

Alone, like four days ago.

But here, we'll help you out regardless.

[Héctor] You don't have to give names or snitch on anyone.

You just have to say that you got the drugs at a bar.

Well, Róber, I'll let you go.

Go to your mother. I'm sure she's worried.

[Magaly] Just drop me off there, sergeant.

[Taylor] I thought we were going to the Guardia Civil.

Officially, we are.

I need two hours.

The colonel can't know anything about it.

It's best if I don't know about it either.

I agree.

[ominous music playing]

Have you been doing all right?

I'm okay, Mom.

Yeah, yeah. I eat very healthy.

I have to go now, okay?

Yes. Love you.

[ominous music playing]

The manufacturer produces more than what Defense orders.

Someone in IT creates a QR code that alters cargo content when it's scanned.

So you could have 10 units on paper but 15 in the container.

And the extra five are sold under the counter.

They're sending military technology to countries under arms embargoes,

Sudan, Nigeria, Mali, Sierra Leone.

A week ago in Morocco, a random check was carried out

on a plane from the Morón base.

It's standard procedure in non-NATO countries.

One of the containers was reclassified.

We believe the codes were created by Sergeant Johnson.

We have strong reason to believe the shipments were tampered with here.

The fact that Johnson just turned up in quick lime

only strengthens that theory.

We also found that he'd made unusually high investments in crypto,

way beyond his pay grade.

Do you think someone else from base is involved?

That's why we called you.

-We found a candidate. -Who?

[ominous music playing]

[agent 2] Colonel Seamus Hoopen.

On what grounds? Money?

He could have other motives.

James Hoopen, his son, he was killed in the line of duty.

Possibly friendly fire.

[man 1] The colonel didn't agree with the report.

He demanded a more thorough investigation, but it was refused.

And then he was stationed overseas.

Why isn't this in his file?

He signed on peaceful terms. The case was wiped clean.

In exchange, he got a cushy post and a pay raise.

That doesn't make him a suspect.

It does give him good reasons, but we need proof.

We're hoping that Johnson would lead us to it.

Have you found anything that could link him to Hoopen?

Not yet.

So a guy you don't know at all gives you 25 grams of that new shit,

just like that, out of the blue?

He gave it to me to sell, not as a gift.

So did you know the guy?

[Róber] No. He wasn't even from Morón.

But he clearly knew you.

He found out I've sold in town before.

But only hash, not that.

-It was the first time. -You had to give a guarantee.

With those guys, playing it smart isn't good.

-When are you giving him the cash? -I did it last Sunday.

It was the first time, so I didn't get much.

They wanted to see if it worked. It's just a bit for me.

And where did you go to bring the cash?

I agreed to leave it in the same place where I got the drugs from.

I haven't seen him since.

And where is that exactly?

Getting answers from you is like pulling teeth.

At the bar. La Manigueta.

Okay. You see my client's cooperating.

I think he's said all that he has to say, hm?

If they reach out to you again, I want you to inform us.

[knocking on door]

-You called me? -Jiménez has a country house.

At least once, he invited Samuel there. Think you can find it?

I'll check, but I couldn't find properties in his name.

Well, there are, and you need to find it.

What do we know about the motorbike?

-Confirmed. It's Samuel's. -And?

Criminalistics is looking for clues,

tracks, or anything like that by the pit.

Sergeant, a woman's asking for you.

She's the mother of one of Antonio's students.

Yeah, bring her.

-I'll start on my work, then. -No. You should stay.

People are saying horrible things.

Yes, well, folks exaggerate a lot.

When I picked up my son from the academy,

Antonio walked outside to greet me.

He seemed very charming, honestly.

-Your son was fond of the class? -He was.

Saturday morning was his favorite time of the week.

I mean, my son doesn't have a father.

He's envious of his friends, which is why he liked Antonio.

In him, he saw the father he didn't get to have.

That child is very innocent.

I'm worried they might have done something awful to him.

You are? Why do you say that?

Well, Pablo would have nightmares a lot

after a man started to teach all the kids, I don't know, karate or something.

Who was the man?

He says he was in disguise and was frightening.

Has your son had a change of attitude?

-He has nightmares. -[Lucía] Apart from the nightmares?

Have you noticed any random bruises, any sign on his body?

Pablo's only 8, and I still bathe him.

If there was anything strange, I would've noticed.

He's very sensitive and very demanding of me.

Did he draw anything or give details of the man?

He says that he wore a mask that day, like the Star Wars bad guy, he said.

He had a wooden sword as well.

I've been in this for years, it's the first I heard anything like this.

Why the hell would they trust the kid, anyway?

Well, we have to check it out.

If the story matches, he's telling the truth.

Don't you agree?

You're gonna like this.

My cousin doesn't care if you're a general or jobless.

You won't drop this, are you?

We're going out tonight, with our friends.

-Gotta gather strength for the morning. -I can't go. I have to keep on studying.

Víctor, dude, you gotta have a life, you know.

Working as a corporal in a small town is no life.

Don't you wanna get out of here?

-Good morning. -[Leiva] Yeah, good morning.

-What would you like? -Coffee.

[indistinct chatter]

Come on, let's go. The kid was telling the truth.

-I just got coffee. -Jesus.

-I'll wait outside. -[scoffs] What a dick.

With the excuse of martial arts,

Antonio Jiménez contacted on the Internet a guy who's called Okami.

This Okami later ended up teaching a kendo class to the kids.

You think Antonio could've been a trafficker, is that right?

It could've been in a pedophile ring, sure.

Did you find any evidence of that?

His computer was wiped. Criminalistics is on it.

[Canales] Hm.

So you think that Samuel could've been with this man, Okami?

We just found out Antonio might have a country house,

which may be where they'd get together.

-Far away from everyone. -Yes, exactly.

Anyway, Samuel's girlfriend told us the kid had been there at least once.

We already know how Samuel got extra cash.

-Where is this house? We have to find it. -Right. That's the problem.

Seems to be a ghost house. We can't find a record of it.

[Canales] Hm.

You've been practicing. You're clearly getting better.

-See this? -Yes.

And this one.

-Mm-hm. -They're the same, right?

-I would say so. -Well, no.

You'll see, they seem identical, but watch this.

They're different.

This here is perfect.

Every fold, every crease, the texture.

I don't know how Ludeña does it, but she always gets it right.

The one I made is a piece of shit.

Lots of folds, it seems like I have skill, it looks fine...

but it doesn't fool me.

They're the same, sergeant,

but nothing alike.

I might need a break from it. Will you take it away for now?

I think you do. Thanks.

-You made stew? -What do you want?

-It is Easter after all. -Why isn't meat allowed?

Because it represents the spilled blood of Christ.

Didn't they ever teach you that at your school?

Grandma, it was an accident.

There's already too many accidents.

Today, vinegar in place of oil.

The other day, it was sugar in the washing machine.

What if I put in rat poison instead?

-You're just getting older. -No.

I'm not a fool. I know what's happening.

I mean, this morning, I wasn't able to put on a sweater

because I couldn't figure out how to do up the buttons.

It was like I was a child.

I know that I have the symptoms,

but it will get worse and worse.

Until one day in the future, I won't even know who you are.

You have to continue taking your medicine.

Hm. Right. And gain weight before I die.

You're gonna be okay.

That would actually be the best outcome for me.

I don't wanna be a nuisance.

Grandma, don't talk that way.

I can always go to the doctors with you

and do Sudoku crosswords to help do them together.

Well, yes, I think you're right.

I'm sorry, sweetie.

Grandparents are supposed to protect their grandchildren,

not get them sad with their elderly issues.

[poignant music playing]

So how are you doing with that boy, huh?

[indistinct chatter]

La Manigueta has new owners.

They switched to Miguel Silva.

-You really think I know who that is? -Well, yeah, he's dating Ana Cepeda.

It's crazy that guy's with the mayor.

As a kid, he was trouble. Never up to any good.

He got himself into hot water and had to leave town till now.

When they find out that his bar does drug deals,

Ana Cepeda will be screwed for it.

She's not responsible for what he does, right?

Sure, it's not technically a crime, I know that.

But honestly, who gives a shit?

-They're dating, so she's fucked. -Yeah.

Thank you.

-Alicia, we'll have drinks at the table. -You know, I gotta get back to base.

Hm.

We have some news to tell you.

Come on, not you as well.

No, no. Of course not. No, no.

-You wanna tell them, or should I? -You say it.

Hipólito's running for mayor in the election.

To be able to run in the elections, I first have to top the list.

You're interested in politics?

Well, I am affiliated with the party, hm?

I think the time has come to do it.

And besides, our current situation is forcing me into it.

Look, Ana's been mayor for many years now.

The whole town loves her.

Mm-hm. I know that she'll be a tough opponent.

But that just means we'll have to run a strong campaign.

Personally, I think her time is over.

We have to renew ourselves if we wanna win elections.

Wow. He's already speaking like a politician.

Yeah, he sure is.

Sergeant, the register only lists

Antonio's house on San Sebastian, where he killed himself.

-The country house doesn't show? -It doesn't.

But I found out Antonio's mother left everything to him.

I requested a list of her properties, there are a couple in her name.

Clever guy.

But this place here, its square footage is 107,000.

-Where? -That's the issue.

His mother was the only homeowner I was able to find listed.

It's in the registry with the specifications,

like its location and all the previous owners.

We have to look into the first time it was listed.

Well, then go ahead.

No, it's going to be in the registry, which isn't computerized.

It's not open this weekend. It's Easter.

[ominous music playing]

[Lucía] It's Miles Johnson's car.

It was taken just a week ago at the Port of Algeciras.

Stop there.

-Can you make it larger? -It pixelates. We've already tried.

-Are there prints on anything? -Only Johnson's.

There's the guy who committed hara-kiri.

He had a panic attack, was hospitalized.

It isn't Samuel Navas, either.

The height and figure don't match.

If it's not Antonio, Samuel, or Johnson,

-then we have a fourth man. -Okami.

What do you think, sergeant?

Hard to tell, ma'am.

Our guy clearly didn't seem to be in a rush.

Rewind it.

[mouse clicking]

Do it again.

He's military. He moves like military.

Like from the base?

Well, we're all military here.

Other hand.

You look so beautiful.

You know, before I learned to read and write,

your great-grandparents put me in the sisterhood of Our Lady of Hope.

[cell phone ringing]

-Is that your boyfriend? -He's not my boyfriend.

I don't know why you won't answer.

Because my mom said I should keep my distance.

And since when do you listen to your mother?

If it was only her.

Well, I don't think anyone would say that if there wasn't truth to it.

The other day, he was taken to the police station.

I get the feeling he's been lying to me lately.

Then speak to him.

[sighs]

Any news?

No. They're looking for him.

My Samuel isn't okay. I feel it.

No, Mom, don't worry.

We'll find him, okay?

-Did you eat? -No, I haven't had time.

Well, I have food here for you.

In this area, it's all farmhouses.

They're scattered about, far away from each other.

We could definitely check each one,

but it's over 154 square miles and all forest.

Those farms are for agricultural use.

Turning them into a home is strange,

because power lines don't reach that far.

Even without power lines, they'd have electricity, right?

Yes, with generators.

[María] Generators that run on diesel.

-A tanker truck must deliver it. -[Lucía] Get on that.

Distributors, clients, addresses, all.

Yes, of course, sergeant.

[man] Make sure you all stand straight.

All right, a bit more. Hold it there.

-Excuse me, sir. -[man] Move it forward.

Okay. Hello. How are you?

-How are you? -This is a great turnout.

And our spot is good too.

She's about to come out.

[man] Take it slow and steady. Be careful.

That's it, that's it.

Hey, little by little.

Straight ahead. Don't rush. Short steps.

To the right, Mateo.

Mateo, right and ahead.

Lower, Mateo. Lower.

Don't rush. Take it easy. Lower from here on.

Franco, a little left. Lower in front.

A bit on the left, guys. Right there.

A little forward.

Carry it with bravery. Straighten it up a little.

Rubio, close it up. Come on, Rubio.

Slowly, guys. Don't rush.

Don't rush. Short steps.

Lower on the right. Lower on the right side.

There we go, there we go.

Stop right there.

Up we go.

[marching band playing lively music]

Come on, let's go.

Little by little, straight ahead.

Keep going straight.

Careful, guys. Just like that. Come on.

Slowly now. That's it, almost there.

Grandma. Grandma? Grandma, what's wrong?

-Grandma! What's wrong? -[clamoring]

What's wrong? Someone call an ambulance, please!

And you say it was in December?

Four hundred liters, yes.

Yes, subsidized. Got it.

Okay, thanks a lot.

[ominous music playing]

[music turns dramatic]

[sirens wailing]

[indistinct chatter]

[cell phone ringing]

[cell phone ringing]

You gotta be kidding.

Claudia, what is it? It's a bad time. I'm busy now.

Mom, Grandma fainted. She's in an ambulance.

Just try to relax and tell me where you are.

At San Ignacio. She's going to the hospital.

Really, Mom, it's awful.

First off, go with Grandma. Okay? Don't leave her side.

I'll come to you when I can.

Are you serious? You're not coming here?

I'm telling you, this is a bad time.

Great.

-What? -Nothing, sergeant.

Got that right.

[dramatic music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

-[man 1] Clear. -[man 2] Clear.

[man 1] All clear.

[man 3] Clear.

[ominous music playing]

[sirens wailing distantly]

How is she?

They won't say anything, but I know it's bad.

Well, it might not be serious.

Her face was just...

I called you a bunch.

My mother says you're the one who's selling that shitty drug.

Is it true?

I'm being used. I don't want to .

-I don't want to. -[sobs softly]

[ominous music playing]

[camera clicking]

[woman] Over here.

[EKG beeping]

Be outside.

How is she?

Bad.

It's gonna be okay.

[Taylor] Uh, 8 a.m. tomorrow morning, ma'am?

Can I ask you something?

Of course, ma'am.

What's your take on all this, sergeant?

You spent the last five days with me,

and this isn't your normal work, but you're observant.

You must have your own theory about what happened to Johnson.

-May I be frank with you, ma'am? -Please.

I think you're working on a very weak assumption.

I mean, both you and the Civil Guard.

I'm listening.

The notion Johnson's disappearance has anything to do with

the missing teenager and the suicide case...

it just doesn't add up.

So you think there's no link between them?

That it's all pure chance?

No. Lieutenant, I don't believe in chance.

But I do think that the...

need to find some common thread running through everything,

it clouds your judgment.

Miles Johnson wasn't the kind of guy

to hang out with an esteemed martial arts expert.

He was too reckless for that.

I thought you barely knew him.

People talk.

-Most of my guys agree on why you're here. -Why is that?

Well, an elite IT specialist goes AWOL.

I mean, they don't even wait 24 hours to fly you in after he goes missing,

and they don't even wait to see if it was some crazy night out.

[Magaly] Hm.

Look, it's not hard to see Johnson was a dangerous guy.

What do you suggest?

The answer to that is beyond my capabilities, ma'am.

[ominous music playing]

Maybe the hara-kiri guy's case is distracting us.

Well, it's called seppuku.

And it's an ancient, ancient ritual...

demonstrated with honor and dignity

and someone seeking atonement.

And the man who performs it is anything but a freak.

With all due respect, ma'am.

Thank you for sharing all that.

I...

[laughs nervously]

-I hope I didn't cross any boundaries. -Not at all.

I hope you have a good night, ma'am.

Let's call it a day.

-Good night, ma'am. -Good night.

Andrew Taylor, orphan, grew up in a Jesuit orphanage.

He enlisted in the military at the age of 18.

He was first stationed in Okinawa, Japan.

He stayed there for four years.

He readily volunteered for the most dangerous military fronts...

Afghanistan, Iraq.

He received the Air Force Cross for heroism in Afghanistan

for saving a group of children in the Bazarak District.

Was last stationed in Aviano.

He's single with no children.

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[music intensifies]

[grunts]

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