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Stop!

I found the motorbike guy.

Stop!

Some guy gave her a phone to communicate and paid her to spy on her boss.

We have the phone's geolocalization.

It's the old factory of the Oliviers.

The Black Book of Hours changed my destiny.

Casto Olivier wanted it too, and killed my father to take it.

- Lorea, Caliban deceived you. - Leave!

- You too, leave! - OK, OK.

- What did you say your name was? - I didn't tell you.

- I bet you can't guess mine. - Gael.

Gael López de Ayala? There's something we don't see.

If Sarah had a valuable piece,

can you think of anywhere she might have hidden it?

She was regularly visiting the Cervantes Institute over the past weeks.

All I know is this business is full of lies.

I'm convinced she's lying to me. She's covering for someone.

You have to start dreaming, Ítaca.

Ítaca Expósito!

You have to find the bookshelf.

Holy shit.

There's blood.

A lot of blood.

NATIONAL POLICE

THE FISHER KING MADRID SINCE 1907

Mencía.

I have the lab results of the blood we found

behind the bookshelf.

And?

It is your mother's.

There's over 1.5 liters of blood.

You know what that means.

Incompatible with life, Unai.

Are you there?

Impossible.

No, no.

If she lost that much blood, she can't have walked out on her own.

Someone must have helped her.

She may still be alive.

Maybe...

she got a transfusion or...

Stop it.

- I'm sorry. - You're wrong.

This won't over until I find her and Caliban is in jail.

KRAKEN THE BLACK BOOK OF HOURS

VERACRUZ SCHOOL

Watch the binder, child.

If you use too much, you can alter the sheen.

Shall I get the mercury sulfide?

Let's leave it for now.

I'm expecting a visitor.

Diego Olivier.

Olivier?

Isn't that the man who killed your father?

The one who stole that valuable book.

His grandson.

And what does he want from you?

I don't know.

But I must see him.

Watch and listen.

Come in!

Come in, Mr. Diego.

Finally.

It wasn't easy to find you.

It's a privilege that you came to visit us.

She is Ítaca,

a student who helps me with the restorations.

A lovely job.

Thank you.

Aquilina,

to the point.

You are a great book hunter, if not the best.

And I'm here to ask you to consider me as one of your clients.

I wasn't aware you were collectors.

I'll be happy to show you some copies I have

ready for the market.

Perfect.

Ítaca, leave us alone.

But I can help you, Sister.

That won't be necessary. Thank you.

- Goodbye then. - A pleasure.

"Nothing is sweeter than Ithaca,

the land to which we must always return."

The Odyssey.

- Will you excuse me a moment? - Yes, I'll find you later.

I don't know what to say, Unai.

I can't believe she's dead.

No.

Unai, I've seen the report myself.

I convinced Caliban to give me more time.

I was still looking for the book. Why would he kill her now?

- It makes no sense. I don't believe it. - The blood they found

is from before Caliban's last call.

It means she was already dead when he called me.

He deceived you.

I let myself be fooled.

- I must find that man whatever it takes. - No!

Man, you need to rest. Go home.

Or go to Villaverde, but that's it.

Enough.

You can't do anything for that woman.

She's not just "that woman" to me.

For me it's...

It's something personal.

If she really is my mother,

why did she abandon me?

Is she also my brother German's mother?

And if Ítaca is really dead, where is her body?

Do you want me to go on?

No.

How long have we known each other, Esti?

How can you ask me to give up?

I can ask you because I'm your friend.

And I can see all of this is taking a toll on you.

Let it be.

You're not sleeping, you're not resting. You're obsessed, man. It's just...

You can't solve everything.

You can't.

Look, I have to say it.

I regret getting you involved.

I am Inspector Estíbaliz Ruiz de Gauna.

Interrogation session of suspect Lorea Díaz de Durana.

Present as defense counsel, attorney Amaia Aguirre.

Lorea,

you got yourself into trouble.

Assaulting a police officer and taking his gun

is quite serious.

Why did you run away?

When you came to the hospital, I thought you'd charge me with killing Edmundo.

What was your plan?

I didn't have one.

Uh...

I panicked. I don't know.

I just wanted to disappear.

Did you kill Edmundo?

No. No.

But you knew he was going to die.

No, no, I didn't. I didn't know.

You don't understand. I could have died too.

If I'd arrived earlier, the same would have happened to me.

The same.

But you didn't arrive earlier.

How lucky.

Well, yes.

Or maybe it wasn't luck

and you had it all planned out to arrive at just the right moment.

Inspector, please, no speculation.

Your accomplice, Ibai,

has stated that you could be Edmundo's killer.

That can't be.

Impossible.

It's a trap, this is a trap.

You just want me to confess, even to something I didn't do?

- No. - I didn't do it.

He doesn't speak very highly of you.

Specifically, he said:

"Lorea is a supershady chick.

Crazy bitch."

No, no, no.

He can't have said that.

No.

How do you know Ibai?

I know him from the neighborhood.

Did you like him? He's very handsome.

Yes, I liked him, but...

It seems he doesn't like me.

He told me one day he was in trouble.

That...

he'd borrowed money and didn't know how to pay it back.

And they were threatening him.

Who?

The same who killed Edmundo?

It has nothing to do with Edmundo.

They're...

people he knows. I don't know.

Go on.

He told me they wanted to...

...they wanted to break his fingers and...

leave him in a wheelchair.

I love him. You needs to know that I only wanted to help him because

I had no money and didn't know how to help him.

Then I received a call...

from a voice that was...

I don't know, distorted, weird, that...

told me I had to do a very easy job.

That I had to send a package from the bookstore

and forge Edmundo's signature.

Who did you have to send that package to?

To a publisher in Madrid.

Uh...

Fisher King.

- To a woman's name, I think. - What woman?

I don't know, I can't remember.

Think back.

Is the name Sarah Jordan familiar?

Yes.

Yes.

Sarah, yes.

That's her, yes.

Do you know what happened to Sarah Jordan?

No.

They killed her.

Just like Edmundo.

No.

You sent the package, forged the signature,

and?

He told me I had to swap

a bottle from Edmundo's workshop

for another one he was going to send me.

And you did it.

I just wanted to help Ibai. I mean, I didn't want to...

I wanted his problem to be solved.

Did you ever see that person?

No.

No, I don't know who it is.

- I don't know who it is. - You never saw him.

No, he sent the money directly to an account for Ibai.

He told me that way I wouldn't be a suspect.

And what did you think he was trying to do?

I don't know.

I didn't know he was going to kill him, I swear.

I didn't think he'd do that, it was the last thing on my mind.

I just thought maybe he'd...

...damage the restorations or the paintings or something.

You didn't know.

No, I didn't know. I didn't think he'd do that, really.

I'm not a killer, so I didn't kill him!

Really, it wasn't me!

I think we should take a break.

Another one?

How many coffees did you have?

Well, at least we can link the two cases.

I already told Mencía.

That girl...

Her hands...

The way she answers...

There's no calculation.

Just fear.

We're going to interrogate her again and follow every lead.

Payments, shipments, calls... Everything.

I'd be surprised if Caliban had made any mistakes.

We know little about him, but it's not his style.

What?

I just received this. It's...

a picture of Ítaca as she looks today.

It was generated with AI

from the photo of the girl you found.

It's the woman from the video.

- Has he left already? - What are you doing here?

- I thought we'd keep working. - Not now.

I need to go to the Olivier house.

I'll be back within the hour.

In the meantime, go up to my office

and keep updating the library catalogue.

- How are you going out in this storm? - Just do what I told you.

The Blanca Festivities.

I bought you that blouse.

You were such a sweet little boy.

Until now I hadn't realized I barely remember her,

but I do remember feeling protected.

She loved you very much.

Those were her last celebrations.

Because after that, she left us.

Aitona, this is a disaster.

I know, I know.

But I never find the time to tidy up.

- But this winter for sure. - Sure.

Aitona.

What's this?

"Dearest Santiago,

I found the solution to our problem.

Trust what is written and never reveal the secret."

Signed: G. J.

What is this, aitona?

Please, don't play dumb now. What secret?

Gael Jordan.

A great friend of mine.

Alistair's father.

He forged that Bible and then sent it to me.

It was...

because of the trouble with your father's name.

In those days, priests...

wouldn't baptize with names that weren't in the saints' calendar.

So my friend

made up the saint

and placed him in that Bible.

Look where the bookmark is.

Do you see it?

There it is.

- Oh. - Saint Gael.

Then I showed it to Mr. Félix.

And so you were able to baptize my father with your friend's name.

It might be one of his first forgeries.

Was Gael Jordan a forger?

Unai,

there was another box with pictures.

I'll go look for it.

JORDAN BOOKSTORE

JORDAN LIBRARY AND MUSEUM

Bye!

Yes. Esti, listen.

I've had an idea.

Oh, what a surprise.

There's a Jordan family,

American, that has a museum in New York.

I need you to find out

if they have any connection to Alistair Jordan.

Sure.

I'll be right back.

Where were you, hiding from the storm?

Mikaela, do you know the Olivier's house?

- Yes, why? - Aquilina went there

- over two hours ago and hasn't come back. - So?

Something's off.

Well, uh...

- It's on Iradier Street. - I don't know where that is.

I haven't left the school in two years.

I better come with you. Let's get our coats.

Come on, girls. You can't be here.

Out.

What a tragedy.

This woman was talking to me five minutes ago.

I step outside, and look.

This pot fell from our house.

Tell them I'm at their complete disposal.

You didn't wake her up, did you?

No, of course not.

I thought we agreed you wouldn't come back

until the investigation was over.

I just wanted to see her.

I miss her so much.

She too.

More than you know.

And you?

I have to go to Madrid, there's a new lead.

Of course.

You know how it is, you've been a cop.

Do what you need to do.

I'll go up with Deba.

Do you sleep with her?

She's old enough, Alba.

I know.

I don't think it's good for her.

I'm not doing it for her.

I'm doing it for me.

I need to have her close and feel her breathing.

Only then can I be sure they won't take her again.

Nobody is going to take her.

And how do you know that?

They kidnapped her, shaved her head and almost took her forever.

And maybe this is easier for you, but she's my daughter!

She's my daughter too.

She's not my blood, but I've been her father since she was born.

And I've always been grateful for that!

You've been grateful?

Now I'm the only one who's there for her.

- You can't say that to me, Alba. - Unai.

You're chasing a ghost.

That woman, whether she's your mother or not, is dead.

Is it really necessary to keep going?

Or is it just that you can't stop?

Solving all of this is more important than me and her. That's it.

I admit it. Do so too.

Don't lie to yourself and don't lie to me, please.

I've prepared a room for you.

Don't make noise tomorrow when you leave.

ALMA BOOKSTORE

Alistair?

Wake up.

Easy.

Okay, okay. Easy.

- Unai. - Yes.

I'm sorry.

No, no.

Come on up.

Come on.

There you go.

Come on.

Yes, yes. Okay, okay.

Easy.

We open at 10:00 a.m.

These are hard days.

I know.

Do you need anything?

No.

I'm fine.

How did you get in?

What are you doing here?

You lied to me.

Oh.

You told me you never heard of the Black Book of Hours,

but it was in your family's museum in New York.

Oh.

There's nowhere fate won't find you, is there?

Yes.

Yes, but it disappeared.

It vanished without a trace.

Those were difficult times.

The Crash of '29...

The Great Depression...

Someone bought it.

Or stole it, I don't know.

Why didn't you tell me this when I came the first time?

I know your father was a forger.

Probably you too.

And a good one.

Yeah.

Yes, I've deceived people.

I've deceived...

...collectors,

historians...

Even museums.

And they were none the wiser, happy and proud.

The only difference between a fake and an original...

is whether you know it or not.

Don't give me that.

You're forging the Black Book of Constanza of Navarre,

that's why you lied to me.

Oh, that's a good one.

That's a good one.

Age...

...and absinthe take their toll, son.

And your daughter Sarah?

My daughter...

is dead, Unai.

Leave her in peace.

Is it possible that your daughter and Ítaca Expósito found the Black Book

and were forging it to keep the original?

You will not tarnish my daughter's name in my own home!

Please leave.

Leave, son!

No!

What are you doing? Is that the Black Book?

Are you burning the Black Book?

It was a copy.

What do you mean a copy?

They will not tarnish my daughter's name.

Arrest me if you want, what does it matter.

Arrest you?

What I want is to lock up the monster who killed your daughter.

If you had to trace that forgery,

where would you start looking?

Ultramarine blue.

The book needs large amounts of that pigment, and...

the only supplier is in Scotland.

And you've worked with them.

Call them.

Aurora Pigments.

Here.

Gabriela Milton, Sierpe Street 29.

What?

It's Ítaca's false identity and her address.

- Where did you get that information? - Alistair Jordan.

His daughter and Ítaca were forging the Black Book of Hours.

Do you have proof of that?

Alistair told me.

- That's not a proof. - I've seen the book.

A copy.

Alistair burned it in front of me.

And he wasn't in a state to lie.

We'll check it out.

- Let's go. - Now?

Yes.

No, you won't.

You're not on active duty, you can't.

Oh, can't I? Can't I go to an address,

ring the bell and ask for Gabriela Milton? Is it illegal?

It's suicidal.

You don't know who's inside that apartment.

It could be a killer, a criminal gang...

Maybe Gabriela Milton is the killer.

Or maybe you'll ruin the whole investigation.

Or maybe it's the only way to find out.

Or maybe you'll get a bullet in your brain again.

Let's do things right.

I don't want anything to happen to you.

I'll get a court order.

Good.

I'll wait.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Those are Sarah Jordan's accounts.

She was making payments to Fabio,

the security guard at the Cervantes Institute.

- I'll go talk to him. - No.

I'll talk to him while you get the order.

All right.

I'll wait for your call.

We have a problem.

No! No!

No!

No!

No, no, no!

Come in.

- Good morning. - Good morning, sir.

You may remember me,

I visited the Letters Vault with Mr. De la Cuesta.

Yes. How can I help?

I'm working with Heritage on a case

and I need to review the security cameras

that monitor access to the vault.

I'd have to check with my supervisor.

Would your supervisor like to know you were receiving money from a woman

to let her into the vault?

A woman who, by the way, has been murdered.

Excuse me?

I need to review Sarah Jordan's entry records.

You can help me, or you can start calling a lawyer.

Hello.

I have the order to enter the house on Sierpe Street.

I've authorized you as a civilian witness.

- Let's go. - On my way.

Thank you. Very kind.

Unai!

Unit H-50. Send an ambulance, please.

No rigor mortis. She hasn't been dead long.

That's where she lost the blood.

She must have died then.

Inspector, all clear.

Your hunt ends here.

Here begins mine.

No!

Please don't hurt me anymore. Please, please don't hurt me anymore.

Talk to my grandfather, please.

He'll do whatever you want.

TURPENTINE

- Calm down, Diego. - Ítaca!

- Are you Ítaca? - Yes, it's me.

Why do you do this to me?

Why are you doing this to me?

- Are you her accomplice? - No, no, no.

I have nothing to do with this. I'm going to untie you, OK?

Don't touch me!

- I need you to calm down. - Don't touch me!

Okay, it's okay.

Easy.

I just wanted to buy your books.

She blinded me, damn it!

Call a doctor.

Ítaca, call a doctor, please.

No, call the Mother Superior.

- Ítaca, you hear me? - No.

- No. I'm not calling her. - What do you mean?

Maybe there are more nuns involved. Maybe my Mother Superior

has something to do with this too. I won't do it.

Help me, please.

Okay.

- Okay, look... - Help me.

I'll get you out of here and we'll go somewhere safe, OK?

We'll go out the back door.

- Much further? - We're almost there.

Come, wait here.

Ring the bell.

- It's Diego, his eyes have been burned. - Esteban?

Esteban!

Call Dr. Ibisate now. Now!

They...

They burned his eyes with...

With turpentine.

FORENSIC MEDICINE INSTITUTE

This way.

The forensic examiner agreed to let us in

at the initial examination of the body. Can you handle this?

- Yes. - You can think about it.

The analysis matches. It's your mother's body.

I don't have to think about it. I just want to know the truth.

As soon as possible.

Hello. This way.

Let's go talk to Security.