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[children singing] ♪ Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Dad ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

That was perfect, just perfect.
Thank you, guys.

I love you, Daddy.

-We miss you!
-I miss you too.

-Did you get our present?
-Are you crazy?

That's why I'm wearing it.

Because I... because I love it.

-Bye, Daddy.
-Bye-bye. I love you.

Bye, guys. I love you too,
and... take care.

[children laughing]

I think they forgot
what you look like.

I'm sorry. I know all this
travelling's been hard.

Hey, how's the villa?

Idyllic, at least according
to your mother.

I say it'll be better when you get here.

-You are joining us?
-Tuesday, I hope.

Oh, I hope so.

Maybe we can go
to that seafood restaurant.

Yeah, the one next to the jazz bar.
[chuckles]

With the late-night cocktails.

[laughs] Now you're talking.

-Matthias, are you all right?
-I'm fine.

You seem a little...

[knock on door]

There's someone's at the door.
I'll be right back, okay?

-Okay.
-[children shouting in foreign language]

Kids, can you keep it down a bit?
I'm trying to talk to Papa.

-Johann started it!
-I don't care who started it. Just...

[speaking in German]

Matthias?

Matthias?

Hey! Hey!

[gasps] Matt!

[dialling]

Pick up.

He's not picking up.

Can... find the number
for the police in Zagreb.

I think Matt's been attacked.

[siren wailing]

[speaking in a foreign language]

This way, please.

[speaking in a foreign language]

Ah! [gasps]

[theme music plays]

Matthias Schutte, widely respected expert
on large-scale water projects,

was allegedly thrown to his death
from his hotel window

after an altercation
with an unknown assailant.

Herr Schutte was in Zagreb consulting
on diverting the Sava River

for a hydroelectric project.

-Wow. Rerouting a river.
-That's very large-scale.

-And contentious.
-Really? Why?

Well, rivers cross borders,
and with the climate change,

no one wants to end up high and dry.

Dad bought me a subscription
to The Economist for Christmas.

The Croatian government is going
to take a vote on it later this month,

and Herr Schutte's report
is considered a critical factor.

And depending on that vote,

someone's going to make
or lose an awful lot of money.

One billion Euro.

The contractor
is Purity Construction out of Munich.

Vorsprung durch technik. More German
industry sustaining the Eurozone.

Do we know what Mr. Schutte
was going to decide?

It wasn't due to be turned in
until next week.

So we're thinking that somebody
didn't want him to finish it?

Could be possible.

Arabela, Luke,
go down to the crime scene.

-Yep.
-[Carine] Uh, Sebastian and Ellie,

you need to go through
his phone, email, financials...

We've already got something.

According to the hotel,
in the hour before his death,

he rang an Edgar Horvet, CEO of Purity.

"Deeply saddened at your loss.

From Edgar, Sarah and the boys."

Send the biggest bouquet they make.
Thank you.

Are those crocodile tears or genuine?

I've seen worse performances.

Mr. Horvet, I'm Sebastian Berger.
This is Eleanor Delfont-Bogard.

Thank you very much for coming in.

Do you have any idea who did this?

-Not yet.
-You've got to find him.

If there's anything I can do to help...

Anything...

-How well did you know Herr Schutte?
-[clears throat]

Quite well. We'd been friends
for nearly 20 years.

Wasn't there a conflict of interest?

Your best pal evaluating
your billion-Euro contract?

We met in university.

And Matt's integrity
was beyond question.

You spoke to Herr Schutte
an hour before he died?

Yes. I spoke to him very often.

He wanted to have the number
of a geologist working on the project.

-Name?
-Jurgen Muller. From Cologne.

And why did he want to speak to him?

-He didn't say.
-How did he sound?

How did he sound?
What do you mean?

His frame of mind.
Did he seem normal to you?

Perfectly normal.

Did he indicate what
his report would have said?

Of course not.
But he would have approved it.

-How can you be so sure?
-This dam is vitally important.

It will provide hydroelectric power,
irrigation,

and drinking water for millions of people.

Well, it is our understanding that it
will also flood half a dozen villages,

causing thousands of people
to lose their homes.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

They'd be relocated.
And very well compensated.

-And the environmental impact?
-Insignificant.

Look, I understand why you're
asking all these questions,

but there's nothing in the world
could make me harm Matthias Schutte.

Nothing.

[whispering indistinctly]

[Sebastian] If there's anything else,
you have our number.

Of course, yeah.

Annie... I'm so sorry.

Are you all right?

How about the children?

I don't think it's really sunk in yet.
For any of us.

Come and stay with Sarah and me.
We have plenty of room.

Well, the kids are with my parents
right now, but... thank you.

We're here.
We want you to know that.

I know.

Let's go this way. This way.

Edgar Horvet and your husband
were good friends?

They met at university, doing,
um, volunteer work in Sarajevo.

Clearing debris to rebuild roads.

-Your husband had a social conscience.
-Always.

He... he wanted to set
a good example for the children.

Hmm. That's not so easy
in this day and age.

-His faith helped.
-Also increasingly rare.

You're a religious family?

I'm Church of England, lapsed,

but Matthias is a practicing Catholic.

[sobbing] He was a wonderful man.

You probably hear a lot of wives
say that about their husbands.

Not as many as you might think.

Was there anything
unusual going on at work?

Any kind of a problem?

We made a pact to keep conversations
about work out of the home.

You told the Zagreb police
that you heard arguing.

In German. It was too far
to hear what he was saying.

Were you able to understand anything?

"Get off."

"What do you want?" "No!"

Hmm... sorry.

How do you know that it was a man?

Well, I assume it was.

Who else would have the strength
to throw Matthias out of a window?

According to the police report,
Mr. Schutte fell from the window up there,

landed on a police car here,
just after it pulled up.

How long after his wife witnessed
the altercation over the video call?

Seven minutes.

Seven minutes. That's quite a struggle.

Was anyone else seen coming
in or out of his room?

No.

Hotel records indicate
that Mr. Schutte stayed here

six times in the last three months.

Plenty of opportunities to stray.

I don't know. Carine got the impression
from the wife

that they were happily married.

And things are always what they seem?

-Is that supposed to mean anything?
-Just what I said.

Fingerprints? Hair and fibre?

Well, it is a hotel, so lots of partials
on the door handles, glasses.

So far only the victim's confirmed.

The wife also states she heard him arguing
with somebody in German.

Which means that the killer
was a German speaker as well.

It's a place to start.
Do you want to tell me what's going on?

Because you've been giving me
the permafreeze all week.

All week?
You mean since we all went to that bar?

Lorraine. You didn't know about Lorraine.

-You know that I didn't.
-I'm sorry. I...

I like to keep my private life private.

-I should've told you, I guess.
-Yeah. I guess.

[female narrator] Hydroelectric power,
irrigation systems, and treatment plants

will provide energy, improve agriculture,
and purify drinking water.

Life-enhancing, life-giving.

Well, they don't show you these
on that video.

-And those are?
-Displaced villagers

protesting against the forced relocations.

Mr. Horvet said that
they'd been fully compensated.

-But the residents beg to differ, huh?
-Well, in every town along the way,

there have been protests,
including environmentalists.

-Environmentalists?
-He said to us there would be

no significant impact, but...
protesters say

that there'd be huge disruption
of wildlife habitats,

including the migratory pattern
of the corn crake.

-The what?
-The corn crake.

It's a globally threatened
species of bird.

-It relies on these wet meadowlands.
-The corn crake.

Herr Schutte concluded
the threat was negligible.

I was able to access
his notes off the cloud.

-And?
-From what I can see, Horvet was right.

His report would have
supported the project.

What? Despite the protests,
despite the relocations, despite--

Despite the corn crake?

Well, I guess his death had nothing
to do with the river after all.

Maybe... except for this.

Oh.

Jurgen Muller, the geologist
Matthias Schutte wanted to contact?

-What about him?
-Yeah. Well, he's dead.

Dead how?

Jurgen Muller. Attending
a renewable energy conference in Munich

until two days ago, when he fell
to his death from his hotel room balcony

-at 1:00 a.m.
-No witnesses?

No, and the police say there
were no suspicious circumstances.

Alcohol and cocaine in his bloodstream,
a light rain falling. It was slippery...

-Only one problem.
-Which is?

According to Muller's widow,
he didn't drink.

He never even smoked a joint.

That is a problem.

-What are these?
-These are from Munich,

the hotel where our geologist,
Muller, died.

If he was really pushed,
someone had to walk in and out.

-What?
-That man, I've seen him before.

Hm... Yeah, look. See.
He's one of the protesters.

May I congratulate you on your
inspired police work, Inspector?

Well, ten percent inspired,
90 percent desired.

-He's an attractive chap.
-[laughs]

Roberto Savio from Croatia.

-Do you have anything?
-Plenty.

Mr. Savio is from the town of Sisak.

Which is only around
a hundred kilometres away

from where our water expert
fell to his death.

Stopping Herr Schutte from issuing
his report could be seen as motive.

And there's a volatile history.

Savio was arrested at marches
and demonstrations all over Europe.

Can you get his address?

I'll take the back.

Mr. Savio! ICC, open up!

Shit.

That's him, right?

Not so attractive anymore.

-Can you get us the names of those?
-Of course.

-Thanks.
-You're welcome.

So there were three German nationals
staying at the hotel yesterday.

-She's going to get their names.
-And what about the staff?

Well, apparently the receptionist, Nadia,
speaks a little German.

Well, she doesn't look like she
could push anybody out the window, so...

CCTV here looks very discreet.

You could say that. There isn't any.

The only cameras they've got are outside
the main entrance and at the front gate.

-Great. Well, I'll go check with security.
-Cool.

Looks like a party for one,
but a bit out of hand.

Autoerotic asphyxiation.
Not a very dignified way to go, is it?

-Anything useful there?
-Mainly household bills.

Pretty boring so far.

Looks like he's been dead
for a couple of days.

Well, then he couldn't
have killed Herr Schutte.

Not unless he's the walking dead.

This bruising looks way too heavy
to have been self-inflicted.

-You're saying it was murder?
-That's what I'm saying.

I think it was staged
to look like something else.

-[vehicle approaching]
-[car door slams]

Hello? We're with the ICC.
Do you speak English?

No. Wait! Stop. Don't run!
Wait, please!

-No!
-Step away!

Get back from here! Get back!

-Let go!
-No! Hey, let me go!

-I'm pregnant, you bastard!
-Calm down.

Let go of me.

This is Mr. Schutte
an hour before he died.

An hour before he died.
That's when he spoke to Edgar Horvet?

-This is five minutes after that.
-What's in the envelope?

Do we know where he might have gone?

There are a couple of shops
within walking distance,

but the police say none
of them remember seeing him.

And when did he get back?

Uh... 20 minutes after that.

-No envelope.
-No envelope.

[buzzer sounds]

Mrs. Savio, I'm very sorry for your loss.

What the fuck am I doing here? I have
my husband's body to bury back home.

We told you the circumstances
in which we found your husband's body.

Yes, you have, and it's bullshit.

-What do you mean?
-Sex games? Roberto?

Come on.

It took two months with me
before he could even leave the lights on.

The coroner's report showed
that he died two days ago.

Could you please tell me where you were?

Uh-huh, so now you're accusing me. Huh?

I was at a protest in Zagreb,
and I have thousands of witnesses, okay?

-Okay.
-Okay.

Well, do you have any idea
who may have been involved?

Yeah. You can take your pick from the
corporatocracy you're all paid to protect.

And let me tell you something,
Roberto was a warrior against injustice.

These "injustices" that
your husband warred against,

they included the rerouting
of the Sava River.

-Especially that.
-Why?

That dam they're building
will rape the environment.

It will ruin thousands of lives.

I'm talking about thousands of families
who have lived there for generations.

Do you know either of these men?

This one, no, but this is Jurgen.

-He was cool.
-Cool?

He's a geologist.
A scientist with integrity.

Roberto used to share information
with him.

What kind of information?

Groundwater contamination,
toxicity levels, that kind of thing.

Your husband was sighted

leaving Muller's hotel room
in Munich two nights ago.

Do you have any idea
what they spoke about?

-Why don't you ask Jurgen?
-I can't. He's dead.

What?

I told your other investigators before...

Matthias's death
has nothing to do with us.

You also told them the dam
has no environmental impact.

Illegal dumping in the Balkans
is hardly news.

Cancer rates, brain tumours on the rise,

and the governments duly produce evidence
to refute the conspiracies.

According to Savio's widow,
the geologist, Muller,

said that the water would be contaminated.

So you think that's why Matthias
wanted to speak to him?

We think Muller already told Herr Schutte
the water would be contaminated.

And given how close you were,
perhaps Matthias told you too. His friend.

That would have been
completely inappropriate

and a violation
of his professional ethics.

A billion Euros, Mr. Horvet?

It's such a big job, and he knew
how important it would be to you.

So you think he told me he was
going to advise against the dam,

and then I had him killed?

Did you?

Okay, what have we got?

Remember I had no luck
with vehicle registration plates

near the hotels
where Schutte and Muller died?

We now have Savio's cottage
to factor in.

Motorbikes are a nightmare.
They nip behind lorries, buses.

They slip past speed cameras
if the rider knows what they're doing,

but this is two blocks
from Muller's hotel in Munich

the day he fell off the balcony,
and this is a highway junction

about two kilometres
from Savio's cottage in Slovenia

on the day we estimate he was murdered.

Well, I might be a tad more enthusiastic

if the driver wasn't
wearing the same leathers

and the, uh, licence plates
on the bikes were the same.

-This is a Du--
-Ducati I-30.

[chuckles] Yeah.
The highest-powered model

outside the professional circuit,
on the market for a year.

These alloys were introduced
six weeks ago, and only in Europe,

which narrows the ownership down
to exactly 16 across the continent.

And only one of these owners

is a mercenary with a criminal record
for manslaughter.

Fabian Sattler, 42, Austrian national,
but lives on the Istrian peninsula.

Has previous for manslaughter
and various other violent conducts.

He's known by the police
in numerous countries.

A gun for hire living in the area.
Another, uh... big coincidence?

-Get a list to Luke and Arabela.
-Right away.

Good.

We have a suspect. Fabian Sattler.

His Ducati was spotted at both Muller
and Savio's crime scenes.

Good. Anything on the CCTV here?

No. I would have remembered
seeing a motorcycle like that.

-What?
-Our German-speaking receptionist.

-Nadia.
-She averts her eyes

-every time I look at her.
-Well, maybe you should stop staring.

Like she's hiding something.

[speaks indistinctly]

We understand Mr. Schutte
was a regular guest at this hotel?

-Yes.
-And did you speak to him?

I lived in Hamburg when I was a teenager.
I speak a little German.

I think that you know something, Nadia.
Something you're not telling us?

This job was very difficult to find.

Nadia, this is a murder investigation.
It is very serious.

I'm supposed to register
all overnight stays, but...

but sometimes I didn't.

If the guest was...
as nice as Mr. Schutte.

Mr. Schutte had a visitor
the night before he died?

Was it this man?

No, not him.

Well, can you describe him for us?

I can do better than that.
I can tell you where to find him.

-Hey, good lookin'.
-Hey.

Not exactly dressed
for the beach, are you?

No, not exactly.

Arabela Seeger, ICC.
I'll need you to come with me.

[Luke] Jovan Petric, 25.

Works the holiday resorts
as an upmarket escort.

Apparently,
Matthias Schutte was a client.

Well, looks like Mrs. Schutte didn't know
her husband as well as she thought.

Petric was a regular
for a number of guests at the hotel.

The receptionist kept him off the books,

and he left her a big old tip
the morning that Matthias was killed.

[buzzer sounds]

[Luke] Your website, balkanboys.com,

it says here 500 Euros for a night.

Well, I'm worth it.

Book a session with me
and you'll see yourself.

[chuckles]

How long have you known
Matthias Schutte for?

Um... about a year.

Whenever he was in town.

Matthias craved intimacy.

-Was he a good client?
-Oh, he was ideal.

Gentle, clean, and paid very well.

[Luke] On Wednesday morning,
how did you leave things?

Well, I'd say he had a smile on his face.

And what about before you left?

He was always quiet, I suppose.
The closet ones often are.

Talked about his kids.

Tried to persuade me
to kiss him properly.

Matty was a gentleman,
so he got a quick brush on the lips.

You claim that you left the hotel
via the staff entrance at 7:45.

Yes.

Twenty minutes later,
Matthias went for a walk.

Do you know where he might have gone?

I was halfway to the airport by then.

Ask Nadia on reception.
She ordered my taxi.

We already have.

You ever seen this man before?

[Jovan] Who is he?

Jurgen Muller. He's a geologist.

-Only in my dreams.
-[laughs]

-Well, entertaining, at least.
-But a dead end.

Sebastian found an address
on our motorcycle man outside of Cologne.

He and Ellie are on the way now.

[woman moaning]

[sighs] What the fuck?

Stick 'em up.

[Sebastian] Jurgen Muller.

You were in Munich the day before Muller
fell from his hotel balcony.

Two streets away.
We have your motorbike as evidence.

-Coincidence?
-Um, I had an interview.

Protecting ships against Somali pirates.
Shield security.

Roberto Savio, died practicing
autoerotic asphyxiation.

-Allegedly.
-Approximately the same day,

and then two kilometres away,
you show up.

Oh. Well, um...

Um, I was seeing Maria,
and she's probably still in bed.

Call her.

[Sebastian] Why use false number plates?

If you knew how many
speeding tickets I get...

Where were you on Wednesday
at 9:13 a.m.?

[sighs] Flying to Vienna.
Family visit.

-Your bike have a flat tyre?
-You saw Maria.

She likes the mile-high thrill,
if you know what I mean.

-You okay?
-Um, well...

For a moment I thought
you recognised this one.

I don't recognise any of them.

Matthias Schutte?

-Who are you working for?
-I've got nothing more to say.

-I'm listening.
-[Sebastian] I checked.

Sattler was on that flight,
just like he said.

He can't have killed Matthias Schutte.

Something tells me
his other alibis will stick.

You can't fake that kind of itinerary.

I mean, a job interview,
compliant girlfriend...

The evidence still points
to Sattler killing Muller and Savio.

-Nothing conclusive.
-Yeah.

How many other hitmen were in the vicinity
on the day they were killed?

Somebody pushed Schutte out of the window.
The question is, obviously, who?

You'll let Sattler go.
He's a professional. His alibis stand up.

There's nothing to gain by sitting it out
and hoping he falters. Hmm?

Okay.

Arabela, grab Luke.
I want you to tail Sattler.

-Find out what he's up to.
-Yup.

Let's go through it again.

[engine revving]

-Anything?
-Yeah.

Petric, that rent boy
Luke and Arabela found.

Yeah, I heard he's
on a better rate than we are.

Ah... $100,000
were transferred to Petric

from an account
in the British Virgin Islands

at 8:40 on the morning
of Matthias's death.

-8:40. That's after he left the hotel.
-Yeah, but before he was pushed.

Petric would have been in a taxi
on his way to the airport.

Well, maybe he met the killer
and gave them Matthias's room card.

No. His wife said Matthias
answered the door.

-Do you know where the money's from?
-In a minute.

Here we go. Purity Construction.

Released by a Mr. Edgar Horvet.

He's definitely
on his way to Horvet's.

Stay as close as you can.

Damn it. Horvet still isn't answering.

Luke, step on it.

[engine starting]

Hands where I can see them!
Hands up!

Ah!

Oh, shit! Ah!

Hands behind your back.
Give me your hand!

-Clear?
-Yeah. Find Horvet.

Hey.

Hey.

Sebastian? I need an ambulance
to my GPS signal.

-Is he okay?
-Barely.

I don't know how to say this,
so I'm just going to be direct.

Are you aware that your husband
kept secrets from you?

You mean... did I know
that he slept with men?

[sighs]

For a long time I didn't.

But then we...
we stopped making love.

He blamed work. Always too tired.

But the paranoia made me spy.

I would doubt his every move.

I started opening
his personal bank statements,

and all the cash withdrawals
made my head spin.

I prayed he was a gambler,
taking drugs...

And then I found the pills
for depression.

His excuse barely made sense,

but he promised me
the depression was under control.

So...

I paid an expert
to search his computer,

and the websites made me realise
it had nothing to do with me.

I wasn't even equipped to fight it.

I'm very sorry.

He was my soulmate.

[sobbing]

I know I should have told you before.

I suppose the reason I didn't
was because...

because I knew he wouldn't
want anyone to know.

I understand.

[sobbing]

-Can we talk, please?
-Sure.

Luke, I am your partner,
and your friend.

-Friends don't lie to friends.
-How did I lie to you?

Come on, Arabela. Really?

You didn't want me to know
that you had a girlfriend.

-And you don't approve.
-Don't approve?

Look, I couldn't care less
who sleeps with who,

but you knew how I felt about you.

-How you felt?
-Yeah. You knew.

I'm sorry. I just...
I don't feel that way about you.

So how do you explain the way that you've
looked at me, flirted with me?

I'm not wrong about this.

Yes, you are. You really, really are.

Okay.

Well...

I don't know if we can
work together any more.

So, um, you're just going to quit?
Move back to London?

I said I don't know.

I don't.

[buzzer sounds]

Look at what we found
on Edgar Horvet's phone.

A hundred grand for a video of you
and Matthias in action.

Sent from you to Horvet
the minute you left the hotel.

Blackmail's five years minimum.

Longer if we prove a connection
to Matthias's death.

He was such a sweetheart.

Now, why would I have anything
to do with killing him?

Why don't you tell me what happened, then?

Last week...

Last week, Horvet turned up at the hotel
and tried to bribe Matthias

to keep quiet about the stupid pollution.

-How did you find out?
-I was hiding in the bathroom.

Matthias shoved me out of sight,
but I heard everything.

And Matthias wouldn't take the money?

I told him he was crazy.

So you approached Horvet
and suggested a way to convince him?

Do you know how many nights I would have
to work to make that kind of money?

You have to understand...

My clients?
They're not all sweethearts.

So you told Matthias that Horvet
would expose him publicly

if he didn't recommend the dam.

Yes, and he got so depressed.
Went to a really dark place, you know?

This guy Horvet was,
like, his closest friend.

Matthias couldn't believe
he'd blackmail him like that.

-And did he agree to change his report?
-Obviously not.

Listen, you've got to believe me.
I never thought they'd kill him.

[door slams]

So you blackmailed him?

Do you know how many livelihoods
are dependent on that contract?

More than the number of miscarriages
the water would cause?

We know you hired Sattler
to kill Muller and Savio,

but who did you hire
to kill your best friend?

I told you before...

I might have blackmailed him...

but nothing could make me kill Matthias.
Nothing.

Drunken fall, wayward sex game, suicide
in a car... it's a trusted pattern.

Smear the character, cast aspersions
on credibility. Sattler's a pro.

Was a pro. Now defunct.

He has confessed to the murders
of Savio and Muller,

and the attempted murder of Horvet.

Okay.

We're still stuck on who pushed Schutte
out of the window, though.

My money says that Horvet had another
hitman waiting, ready to go.

Guess what just came in from Savio's wife?

Sent to her cottage by Matthias
on the morning he was killed.

It's the completed report.
It contains information from Muller

that he didn't dare to keep on the cloud.

"Dear Clara. If you or Savio don't hear
from me before this letter arrives,

I've been murdered.

I've tried to call, but nobody is at home.

Jurgen had a quote-unquote 'accident,'
and I fear for Savio, too.

If Savio is still alive,
hand this report to him.

If Savio is no longer with you,
take the report to the police in Munich

and ask them to investigate my murder.
Matthias."

It doesn't say who he thinks,
uh, is going to kill him, maybe or...?

-Wouldn't that be nice?
-He had to know it was Horvet.

No. Then why not just name him?

Hey.

Are you sure that your husband didn't know
that you knew his secret?

I sometimes wondered, but no.

-What was his mood last time you spoke?
-He was down.

As I said,
he had his pills for his depression,

-but he didn't really take them.
-Did anything come in the post?

How did you know?

Yes, I have it with me.

What does it say,
if you don't mind my asking?

How could I mind
after the secrets we've shared?

"Dear Anne.

Cherish our past,

love our children,
and always look to the future.

You're still the most
beautiful woman I ever saw.

Your loving Matthias."

We must've missed something.

We're going to head back down
to Zagreb, see what we can find.

-No, we're not.
-What are you doing?

Horvet and Sattler have confessed
to the killing of Muller and Savio.

Good work.
They're going away for a long time.

This case isn't closed.

We still haven't found
Schutte's murderer.

We'll give our information to the Croatian
police. They'll take it from here.

-Uh, I think that we need to--
-Our unit has cases backed up.

We're done here.
My decision is final. Trust me.

[clears throat] Okay, boss.

-[knock on door]
-Yes?

The Croatian Parliament
just suspended the vote on the project

until they have fully studied
the new report.

Were you aware that
the continued existence of this unit

-depends on our success rating?
-I am aware.

It's a very big decision
to shelve a case like this.

Not every case gets solved
in a matter of days.

How is Herr Schutte's widow?

She appears to be coming
to terms with her loss.

Mm-hmm.

If he refused to make changes
in his report,

his... friend... was going
to expose his sexuality.

-Yes.
-He battled with depression.

It must have been
a very black morning for him,

dealing with the betrayal of the man
he thought was his best friend.

[Carine] I think that it was.

He knew that the geologist, Muller,

had ostensibly fallen from his balcony,

but he knew that it was a murder.

He just surmised
that it was probably a murder

that would never be recognised.

According to his letter, yeah.

But he knew that if he were
to fall from his balcony,

and to make it look like a murder,

then that would provide the police
with a pattern,

and they might go back
and revisit the death of Muller

and find the... killers.

I suppose.

Did you know
that certain insurance policies

do not pay out
if the death is a suicide?

Mm. I've heard that's the case, yeah.

But if he were murdered,

then his wife and his children
would be taken care of.