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[ Dramatic music plays ]

My name is Detective Sergeant Emer Berry.

I'm with the Criminal Assets Bureau.

We'll be seizing anything

we believe to be the proceeds of crime

or anything purchased with the proceeds of crime.

Got a scent from the cage.

EMER: Diamonds. Unpolished.

The documents from the cage are in Flemish.

They're title deeds to a property in Antwerp.

[ Explosion ]

I'm guessing this is about the bombings.

I saw the apartment is a crime scene, and this is CTU.

CHRISTIAN: The suicide bomber who carried out the attack

here in Antwerp, he stayed in the apartment the night before.

We also found the body of a woman

who had been murdered in the bathroom.

BIBI: Her name is Sana Retz.

She worked for my company for a short while.

CHRISTIAN: Your guy had a bag full of diamonds,

and his apartment was used by my terrorist.

We need to question him.

We'd like you to present to the station voluntarily.

Or if not, we can issue a warrant for your arrest.

Up to you.

I'm not taking the rap for anyone.

That clear?

[ Grunts ]

[ Engine revving ]

[ Sprinkler whirring ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Indistinct talking on cellphone ]

SEAN: How long?

Is that really the best you can do?

Fuck.

Chopper's coming, but it won't be here for another 40 minutes.

Oh, seriously?

It's coming from Cork.

Any sightings of the bike?

Just the one headed in this direction.

Description's gone out to all units.

-Someone's bound to see them. -We can't lose them.

[ Music continues ]

Is this road a dead end? Where's this road lead?

[ Engine revs ]

They've got to be ahead of us somewhere.

-Got to be. -Maybe they went off road.

That's why we need the chopper.

[ Music continues ]

SEAN: Something up ahead. Something up ahead.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. What was that?

[ Tires screech ]

Back it up. Back it up.

[ Music continues ]

[ Insects chirping ]

[ Beeping ]

Get down!

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

EMER: It looks like a timer from a detonator.

Why risk using a detonator?

Could've just set the bike on fire themselves.

EMER: We triggered it.

SEAN: Must've gone off on foot.

Check up here.

EMER: This was well planned.

Must have had someone pick them up.

[ Music continues ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Music builds ]

[ Engine idling ]

Chief Inspector de Jong.

-Yeah? -I'm Norah.

Um, Emer said your flight was delayed

and asked me to keep an eye out for you.

Uh, we should go inside.

Okay.

[ Indistinct talking on radio ]

What happened?

Uh, Darren Reid, the man we were about to question,

was shot.

Right here in front of your station?

Yeah.

This way.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

JAMES: Why here?

RICHARD: Brexit.

I need a corporate presence in the E.U.

JAMES: It had to be Antwerp?

RICHARD: Antwerp's perfect.

Half-hour from the seat of power.

And I get to see my grandson more often.

Oh, yeah.

[ Door opens ]

[ Horn blows in distance ]

Hi.

-Sorry I'm late. -Hello, darling.

The port authority are now threatening me

with an investigation and license review.

Well, send over your contracts with them.

I'll have my legal take a look at it.

We did the contracts. Drew them up myself.

RICHARD: Ah. Well, they're just trying to cover their asses.

You know, a lot of hot air and panic.

Maybe, but if this publicity continues,

it's gonna hit the company hard.

In my experience,

you got to meet something like this head on.

You can't win a battle in retreat.

Exactly.

You know, if you let accusations

that you hired terrorists go unchallenged,

it becomes an accepted truth.

It's not good for business, especially in your line of work.

Well, it's already out there. What can I do?

Well, I can make a couple of phone calls,

try and get your point of view out there.

JAMES: What do you mean, get it out there?

Well, newspaper articles, magazine interviews,

possibly some television, but that's up to Bibi.

Yeah. I'd appreciate that.

So, what do you think?

You sure it's big enough?

Well, if it's gonna be corporate headquarters in Europe,

it's got to be big.

Well, in that case, it's perfect.

[ Music continues ]

Go have a nosy.

See if crime scene have found anything.

[ Indistinct talking on radio ]

Anyone looking after you?

Yeah. Just waiting on someone to take my statement.

Can I get you a cup of tea or something?

No. Thanks.

On his way here, how did Darren seem to you?

Are you interviewing me now, Detective?

No. The real police will investigate the murder.

It's just that I noticed Darren started running

as soon as he saw the motorbike,

which says to me he was nervous, aware his life was in danger.

Darren Reid is dead.

You're not betraying client confidentiality

by helping us establish who killed him.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

He was...jumpy.

Had me pick him up at a car park in town.

Usually he just meets me at the station.

Do you think he felt safer coming here with you?

Possibly.

And on the way here, he did ask about the possibility

of doing a deal with you lot --

information for immunity from prosecution or reduced charge.

He didn't say what information?

No. Sorry.

I've been trying to call you.

I'm sorry. My phone was on silent.

Gately's inside, and she's looking for you.

[ Sighs ] Where is she?

In the kitchen with Chief Inspector de Jong.

Oh, God. That's all I need.

[ Both laugh ]

Apologies, ma'am. I believe you wanted to see me.

Well, I came for a briefing on the shooting outside,

but then I discover you have a Belgian antiterrorist officer

hidden away here.

The property we seized the other day

has links to the attacks in Belgium.

I know.

Christian has been filling me in.

And I got a call from the chief commissioner's office.

The Belgians had been in touch with them.

I see.

It would've been nice to have had a heads-up on all this.

I'm sorry, ma'am. It was all very early stages --

Mm.

Anyway, the commissioner wants you and your team

to assist Christian's antiterrorist department

in a joint investigation unit on this.

Assist?

Just make it work, Emer.

Sharing resources and working together.

Does that mean we can exceed CAB's investigative remit?

If it's applicable to the terrorist attacks, yes.

Now, I have to make a statement to the media,

so where are we on this murder?

Darren Reid was under investigation

and on his way here to be interviewed when he was shot.

It was an extremely professional killing.

I'd say that there's a high probability

it's linked to his involvement in those bombings.

GATELY: Probably smarter if the official line on this

is that this was a local gangland killing.

Agreed.

And, uh, next time the commissioner calls,

I don't want to be caught with my pants down.

That clear, Emer?

EMER: Yes, ma'am.

Nice meeting you, Christian.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

So, now it's official. You're assisting me.

We work together.

Your witness is dead.

How observant of you.

Come on.

Okay. Nice office.

It's temporary.

Your unit must be very important,

getting a place like this.

EMER: Now that Darren Reid's dead,

it seems you came all the way out here for no reason.

So I'll have someone book you a taxi to the airport,

'cause we're a little busy right now.

Well, I have this for you.

I saw her in your offices. She's Irish.

Yeah, she is, and she employed the woman

we found murdered in the bomber's apartment.

EMER: An immigrant employed by an Irish woman is murdered

in the apartment used by the bomber

and owned by an Irishman.

That's a bit of a coincidence.

Yeah.

Well...I don't believe in coincidences.

Neither do I.

So I thought maybe you could run a check on her,

see if she has history or connections to Mr. Reid.

Sure.

Melnick. It's not a very Irish name.

That's her married name.

Her father-in-law is Richard Melnick.

He owns Trestford Ltd., the Canadian hedge fund company.

He's very rich.

Rich like God, as I say.

Sean, this is Chief Inspector de Jong.

My colleague Detective Prendergast.

Hi.

We're gonna be working together on this,

so if it's about the investigation, spit it out.

I just spoke to a mate

who's on the team investigating Darren Reid's murder,

and he said Reid's wife told them

that after we spoke to him yesterday,

Reid drove off in a panic, but she doesn't know where.

Have Josh get online access to traffic-unit cameras.

See if they can trace Reid's car.

We need to know where he went.

Way ahead of you. He's on it already.

Do a background check on this woman.

See what turns up.

SEAN: Yes, boss.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

CHRISTIAN: You said to your boss

you believe Reid's killing is linked to this case.

Yeah.

How is that?

I was there. It wasn't a local gangland hit.

These guys were very well trained.

They started shooting from distance on a moving motorbike,

and hit him with the very first shot.

That's impressive.

Despite being in front of a police station,

they drove up to Reid

and shot him two more times on the ground.

-Sounds like ex-military. -It does.

And these suspects -- two men?

Yeah.

A resident on the floor below the apartment the bomber used

claimed to have seen two men on the fire-escape stairs.

We can't find them anywhere on CCTV.

We'll check airports and ferry manifests

to see if anyone throws up a red flag.

Okay.

I'll be flying home tonight, but you'll let me know immediately

if you find anything?

Yeah. And I presume that works both ways.

Of course. Yeah.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Birds chirping ]

JAMES: You're sure this is a good idea?

I can't just do nothing...

...while they paint me like some kind of terrorist sympathizer.

I'll be left without a business.

Or a reputation.

I have to get out ahead of the story.

You sound just like my father.

Ouch.

How do I look?

You look perfect.

[ Music continues ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

All right.

The news anchor is gonna cue me in,

and then I'll direct my questions to you.

BIBI: Okay.

[ Music continues ]

I'm here today with Bibi Melnick.

Her company employed Sana Retz,

whose body was found in the apartment

used by the terrorist responsible for this week's bombing.

Mevrouw Melnick, is it true that you hired Sana Retz

even though she had no work permit?

Yes, I hired Sana in good faith after she promised

she would provide us with her work permits.

But she never did, and still you kept on employing her?

We did chase it up with her a number of times.

Another employee of yours, Kamal Mersi,

he's also being sought by the police

for questioning in regards to this investigation.

Yes, I believe that's the case.

Viktor Maes' National Reform Party

issued a statement earlier today in response to the news

that Sana Retz was an illegal immigrant, and he's claiming

that it might be time for Belgium to close its borders.

Yes, I heard his statement, and it didn't surprise one bit

that Viktor Maes would use a national tragedy

as an excuse to air his abhorrent views

on race and immigration.

LINA: If Viktor Maes were here to defend himself today,

he might claim that it's not very surprising

that someone who employs and profits from illegal immigrants

would defend them.

I hired one woman, Sana Retz, who was an illegal immigrant.

But she was also someone who was desperate

to build a new life for herself here

because the country she was fleeing was decimated by war.

She was polite and hardworking and punctual.

And despite the insinuations of people like Viktor Maes,

there's absolutely no evidence

that Sana had any involvement with the bombings.

As far as anyone knows,

she was as much a victim of this atrocity as the others were.

That is true, but nor do we know that she wasn't involved.

Well, you're forgetting that Sana was murdered.

The only reason people label her a terrorist

is because she was a Muslim and from the Middle East.

Nobody is labeling her a terrorist.

In his statement, Viktor Maes referred to both Sana and Kamal

as "probable terrorists."

Look, his party may call themselves separatists

or conservatives or neopopulist or whatever.

But we all know they're just fig leaves

designed to conceal the truth, which is, of course,

that Viktor Maes and his party are racists.

LINA: You can't make accusations without substantiation.

Well, it's the truth, and everybody knows it.

He and his party and their supporters are racists.

[ Indistinct talking on P.A. ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

CHRISTIAN: Still working? That's impressive.

You checking up on me?

I just wanted to let you know that we believe

there's another bomb already in Antwerp,

which means the next attack is imminent.

Fuck.

Yeah.

Anything on the two on the motorbike?

No. Nothing.

Forensics here tell me they have picked up shoe prints

in the apartment that Darren owned.

I'll check with the lead detective

on Darren Reid's murder

and see if they've found anything similar.

Okay. Perfect. Stay in touch. Good night.

Good night.

[ Insects chirping, rock music playing ]

[ Indistinct conversations, billiards clacking ]

Hey.

Whiskey?

I can't. I'm driving.

-I'll drop you home. -I'd better not.

I have a funny feeling it's gonna be a long few days.

Sparkling water, Jack, please.

How was Gately?

She didn't look too happy when she arrived.

'Cause I haven't told her about the Belgians.

Oh.

But mostly I felt like she was just holding fire.

-Holding for what? -See how this pans out.

Having a key suspect murdered in the station car park

is never really a good career move.

-She can't blame you for that. -No.

But it's her team here in Shannon like this.

You do know it's just a trial run.

I kind of figured that when I saw her offices.

They didn't exactly roll out the red carpet.

Now with Darren Reid's murder all over the news

and front pages,

we're gonna be really under that microscope.

If we mess up this case now,

Gately will shut us down and pack us all back to Dublin.

And I always had you pegged as a city girl.

I thought moving back to Dublin would be right up your street.

Dublin bit I don't mind.

It's the failing I can't abide.

Well, let's make sure we don't fail.

Christian called me before I left the office.

They believe there's another bomb in Antwerp.

Christ.

I'm not saying it's gonna be easy.

But, I for one, am backing us.

You always do.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

These are all the names and numbers

the telecom companies identified from Darren Reid's phone.

Now, we only managed to photograph

the most recent calls he made

before the phone was completely erased.

So there's every possibility

that whatever he was trying to hide from us was wiped.

But what we did get was 41 calls to 11 different numbers.

The first ones are to his friends and family.

These two are for a car-leasing service he used

and the Revenue help line.

[ Chuckles ]

And then there's these three numbers here --

one call is to a pay-as-you-go, which we can't trace,

another four calls to a number registered to a Jay Ward,

who, according to PULSE,

had numerous convictions for drug offenses

and, it seems, was being supplied with product by Reid.

And then there's this last number here.

And this is the really interesting one --

five calls to a Mr. Fionn Brannigan,

who happens to be the son of the late Barry Brannigan.

-Who is Barry Brannigan? -EMER: You remember.

The businessman who went bust owing millions.

Ended up killing himself.

Vaguely.

Don't you ever watch the news?

I watch the sports.

NORAH: I had friends in Revenue who worked on the Brannigan case

and had dealings with Brannigan Jr.

I'm sensing you're not a fan of his.

Pardon my French, but from what I heard,

he's a sneaky little prick.

Hm. Does he always look that pleased with himself?

I believe he does.

Wait.

Wait. Who's that in the blue dress?

That's his older sister, Bronagh.

Also known as Bibi.

[ Indistinct talking on radio, cellphone ringing ]

Hey. That's an unexpected surprise.

Bibi Melnick, the woman you asked me to check.

No pleasantries?

-No. -Okay.

Her brother's number was found on Darren Reid's phone.

Talk about a coincidence.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Birds crying, horn blowing in distance ]

Hey. Well done.

-[ Alarm chirps ] -I miss something?

Your interview yesterday.

Well, it was a bit of a car crash.

No, no. You stood up for Sana.

And it's all over the Internet,

you calling Maes and his loony supporters racist.

Yeah. I'm not sure that's a good thing.

Screw them. They are racists.

[ Machinery whirring ]

WOMAN: Mr. Brannigan?

This is Detective Sergeant Berry and Detective Prendergast.

May I help you?

We'd just like a quick word if that's all right.

Yeah. Of course. Come inside.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

Thank you, Toni.

Is this about the shooting yesterday?

In a way, yes.

I saw the street was cordoned off,

and they said on the news someone had been killed.

The victim was a man we were investigating

called Darren Reid.

We have security cameras landside.

They may have picked something up.

You're more than welcome to examine the footage.

Thank you. We may well do that.

But the reason we're here now

is that while we were examining Mr. Reid's phone,

we discovered a number of calls to you.

Yes?

Why was Darren Reid calling you?

I assume you already know that Mr. Reid was involved in the...

illicit drug business.

Hm. That's one way of putting it.

And I'm not admitting to anything,

but I'm sure there were lots of people in contact with Darren

to purchase small amounts of cocaine

for their own personal use.

What puzzles me is how you would know someone like Darren Reid.

I can't see you and him socializing in the same circles.

We were members of the same gym.

I'd see him in the changing rooms.

I guess we got chatting and one thing led to another.

You have a sister in Antwerp. Is that right?

Yes.

Did she know Darren Reid too?

No. How would she? Why would she?

I don't know. Maybe you introduced them.

No. I didn't.

And Bibi hasn't been here for years.

So no, she doesn't know him. I'm certain of that.

It's just that an employee of your sister's

was found dead in an apartment in Antwerp

that appears to be owned by Darren Reid.

It's quite a coincidence. Wouldn't you think?

I don't know.

Yes. I suppose it is.

I mean, Darren Reid owns this apartment,

your sister's employee was found dead in it,

and your number is on his phone.

I told you already -- I bought cocaine from Darren.

Small amounts. That's all.

And I'm absolutely certain Bibi doesn't know him,

and I have no idea how her employee ended up there.

Okay.

And this gym you and Darren Reid are members of --

What's it called?

Titanic Fitness.

Do I need my lawyer here?

EMER: Not right now.

But I would put him on notice.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Aviation services -- What exactly is that?

Basically, I trade in aircraft --

buying them, leasing them, selling them.

Do you operate planes of your own?

Yes, sometimes.

But not normally.

Did you have any planes flying in and out of Ireland yesterday?

No.

And I presume you have documentation to verify that.

Yes. Absolutely.

If you make an official request, I can provide it.

Great. I'll do that.

[ Cellphone beeping ]

[ Music continues ]

The electronics are done.

[ Speaking indistinctly ]

Fridge is stocked?

[ Siren chirps ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Chief Inspector. Is something wrong?

We have some questions for you.

If you'd like a lawyer present, that is, of course, your right.

That won't be necessary. Come inside.

[ Indistinct talking on P.A. ]

CHRISTIAN: Do you know this man?

No.

His name is Darren Reid.

You asked me about that name before.

I don't know him. Who is he?

He's an Irish drug dealer,

and we found your brother's number on his phone.

What's that got to do with me?

Well, this Darren Reid also owned the apartment

where Sana's body was found.

An apartment that's also been used by a terrorist.

[ Exhales deeply ]

[ Telephone ringing, machinery whirring in distance ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

My brother...

My brother is the reason

that I haven't been home in Ireland in over five years.

He's the reason that I changed my name when I got married.

My dad took Fionn into the family business

that he had spent 40 years building up,

and Fionn...

...brought the whole thing crashing down.

And everyone went after my dad --

Revenue, creditors, banks, media especially.

And he killed himself.

After that, our family name was destroyed.

It became a byword for scandal in Ireland.

You can look it up. It's all over the Internet.

And I have been trying to escape from it for years,

but Fionn always finds a way of dragging me back into his shit.

Look, I have no idea

what my brother and this drug dealer were doing.

I have no idea how Sana ended up in that apartment.

But you need to speak to Fionn.

Do you have any idea if your brother knew Sana?

No. How could he?

CHRISTIAN: Well, there is this other thing that bothers us.

The address you gave for Sana Retz doesn't exist.

It's fake.

Well, that's the only one she gave us.

Mm. And what about Kamal Mersi?

Another one of your employees we need to speak to,

he just vanished.

All these things seem to lead back to you.

Hold on a minute.

Josef, can you come here, please?

Josef, you gave Kamal and Sana lifts home after work, yes?

Yes, sometimes.

So you know where Sana lived?

No, never to her house.

But she always asked me to drop her off to the same street.

Can you please show these police officers where that street is?

Yes.

Ideally I'd like a Section 6 search-and-seize

to really go after Brannigan.

-What do we have? -He's on Reid's phone.

But he's explained they were members of the same gym

and he bought drugs from him.

That's if they were members of the same gym.

SEAN: They were.

Fionn Brannigan has been a member of Titanic Fitness

for 18 months

and Darren Reid even longer -- almost five years.

What about the woman who worked for his sister?

She was found dead in Reid's apartment.

That ties him in there too.

Not in the eyes of the law

unless you can link him directly to the woman.

Look, if we apply with what you've got now,

the judge will cite coincidence

and say we don't have a case strong enough

to justify the level of intrusion a Section 6 entails.

We need more.

Fine.

Get an order to access his bank accounts

and see what that throws up.

I'll put the application together,

but I'm not sure we even have enough for that.

Sean, I want you to focus on Fionn Brannigan's tax returns

and online presence,

see if income matches his lifestyle.

On it.

Any progress on where Reid went yesterday after we spoke to him?

So far I've found his car on three cameras,

so I know he was heading west and in a hurry.

Great. Well, keep at it.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

CHRISTIAN: You're sure?

You're sure this is where you left her?

JOSEF: Yes, I'm sure.

What direction did she go after she got out of the car?

I don't know. She waved, and I drove away.

That's it.

Thank you.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Music builds ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Music continues ]

Okay. Thank you.

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

Can I help you?

Chief Inspector de Jong, counterterrorist unit.

This is Inspector Thijs.

What is this place?

We provide temporary housing units

for women who have been granted asylum.

Do you know this woman?

I have to warn you --

Aiding a terrorist operation is a very serious offense.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

Yes. I know her.

Is there another exit through this building?

There's a back door -- through there.

I suggest you tell me what you know.

There are a lot of lives at stake here.

Yes. Sana lived here.

Sana lived here?

-Mm-hmm. -Okay.

[ Music continues ]

I was just chatting to the lads outside in the crime scene.

And this isn't official till they get the ballistics report,

but they reckoned the bullet casings used yesterday

were from a Glock.

It's gangland.

What we saw out there was not local.

They were highly trained. Check the airports.

I went through the passenger lists,

but no one's throwing up any red flags yet.

Have a look at the private and charter jets,

especially anything linked to Fionn Brannigan

and his air-service companies.

Will do.

JOSH: I-I think I might have something here.

So, I've been able to trace Darren Reid's journey

after you spoke to him across five cameras.

And this is the fifth one.

See? That's Darren Reid's car there.

And...it turns right.

And here he is again,

coming back less than seven minutes later.

EMER: Do you know what's in there?

Do you have any idea where he was going?

Yeah. I checked on Google Maps.

It's a pub called the Crossroads Tavern.

Good work.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Sirens wailing in distance ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Locks click, alarm chirps ]

[ Cellphone beeps ]

BIBI: What the fuck have you done now, Fionn?

Call me when you get this message.

[ Bell chimes ]

AUTOMATED VOICE: Sixth floor.

[ Doors open ]

[ Indistinct conversations, down-tempo music playing ]

Mr. Brannigan. Your family are outside.

-Thank you, Louise. -Enjoy.

-Hi. -Hi. You're late.

Sorry.

It was, uh, just one of those days.

So, are you excited about your big day tomorrow?

It's not that big a day.

Just think about all the money you'll be raking in.

Jesus, Fionn. It's not about that.

Oh, yeah. They talk about all God stuff.

But me and Holly know, don't we? It's the bottom line.

[ Cellphone ringing ]

-You're not gonna take that? -I'll call her back.

She might be calling to wish Holly good luck.

Yeah. I'll call Bibi later. She can do it then.

[ Cellphone chirping, beeping ]

Let's order. What do we feel like?

Fionn, are you okay?

Yeah, yeah.

I told you -- It's just been a shitty day.

That's all.

Actually, I need to go to the toilet.

I thought you said you wanted to order.

Yeah. I'll have the steak, the big one, medium rare.

[ Indistinct conversations, siren wailing in distance ]

Right. Have you guys decided?

-Yeah. -Yes?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Insects chirping ]

[ Line ringing ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

-[ Beep ] -This is Fionn Brannigan.

Please leave a message, and I'll get back to you.

[ Alarm chirps ]

Sorry I missed dinner.

It's okay.

What happened?

I need a drink.

What did the police say?

Well, the apartment that Sana was found in

was owned by an Irish drug dealer.

And Fionn's number was on the drug dealer's phone.

How can that be?

I presume Fionn was buying drugs off him.

That doesn't explain Sana being there.

Did you call him?

I've been calling all afternoon. He won't answer.

If he drags us into another one of his messes,

I will kill him.

This is a bit more than his usual shit.

You sure there hasn't been a mistake?

They seemed pretty certain to me.

If this gets out on top of all the publicity

about Sana and Kamal, the business is gone.

I won't survive it.

We'll apply for a media blackout.

That just makes me look like I have something to hide.

It's just until the police can establish the truth.

You don't want your reputation tarnished by Fionn again.

Should we talk to your dad, see what he says?

No.

I can handle this.

Okay?

Okay.

I'm gonna call Sebastian.

Media law is his area. He'll know what to do.

[ Gasps ]

James!

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Oh, my God.

Don't move.

Arthur, stay where you are. Do not come any closer.

Chesa!

Yes, Mevrouw Melnick?

Could you please take Arthur to his room?

Don't move. I'll call an ambulance.

It doesn't sting.

It doesn't burn.

If it was anthrax, I'd be blistering, wouldn't I?

I don't -- We don't know what it is.

Let's get a doctor.

Be careful. Be careful.

It's talcum powder. It's fucking talcum powder.

[ Exhales deeply ]

I understand Sana was your friend

and you were just trying to help

by allowing her to stay here with you.

But actually, I don't care about any of that

as long as you answer my questions honestly.

Was Sana radicalized?

No.

You're sure?

Sana had no anger -- none -- about anything.

She was a happy and positive person.

Then how did she end up dead

in an apartment used by a terrorist?

I have no idea. That's not her.

Did she have friends or other people she met up with

outside this unit?

Just at work. Kamal.

Kamal?

-Kamal Mersi? -Yes.

He and his friend came here to visit Sana.

What friend?

I don't know.

Sana just said that he was Kamal's friend.

If they came to visit Sana, they would have had to sign in,

and we will have a record of that.

Get it for me, please.

Of course.

CHRISTIAN: Was Sana in a romantic relationship

with this Kamal?

No, but it's...

...it's what she hoped would happen.

They usually met for a coffee or a film.

And this friend, he went with them?

Yes, sometimes.

The friend who came to visit with Kamal

is named Hadi Mansour.

Okay. Hadi Mansour.

Okay. Thank you very much.

It's got to be one of Maes' nut-job supporters.

-We call the police? -No. Please.

I can't bear another police questioning now.

You're the victim here.

Look, it was just some crackpot trying to scare us.

Well, they succeeded.

Look, I'm fine.

I wasn't hurt. Nobody was hurt.

I don't want to give Viktor Maes' fanatics

any more attention than they already have.

I'll hire security for the house.

No. Look.

James, there's really no need.

It was just a stupid prank.

Okay?

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Insects chirping ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Indistinct conversations, mid-tempo music playing ]

What can I get you?

Is the owner around?

What's this about?

We want to talk to the owner.

If he's not here, you can just give us his number.

Jim!

Is something wrong?

We'd like to talk to you about your security system.

[ Music playing in distance ]

Do you want to explain that?

Sometimes Darren would pay me to use the phone back here.

Why would he do that?

I don't know.

So people don't know who he's ringing, I suppose.

Do you have a log of numbers called?

It should be in our online account.

I want to find out who he called from here.

What time exactly was it?

8:37 Wednesday evening.

There it is.

Run a check on that.

You're fired.

[ Music continues ]

Thank you, Josh.

You're not gonna believe this.

That's Fionn Brannigan's mobile.

Tell Norah to get us a search-and-seize.

We have him.

On it.

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[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Vehicle approaching, siren chirps ]

[ Engine starts, siren wails ]

[ Music continues ]

Fuck.

[ Music continues ]