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I have the lab results of the blood we found

behind the bookshelf.

Holy shit.

Incompatible with life.

Then I received a call.

That I had to send a package to a publisher, Fisher King.

No!

- To a woman's name. - Is Sarah Jordan familiar?

They will not tarnish my daughter's name!

Are you burning the Black Book?

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

We have a problem.

I wasn't aware you were collectors.

I'll be happy to show you some copies

I have ready for the market.

I'll be back within the hour. I'm going to the Olivier house.

Aquilina left and hasn't come back.

This pot fell from our house.

I need to review Sarah Jordan's entry records.

You can help me, or you can call a lawyer.

Gabriela Milton, Sierpe St. 29.

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

Your hunt ends here. Here begins mine.

Ítaca, you hear me? Why do you do this to me?

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

It's Diego, his eyes have been burned.

The coroner agreed to let us in the first autopsy.

- Can you handle this? - Yes.

Let's go talk to Security.

TO COPE WITH THE LOSS OF A DAUGHTER

- Good morning, Alistair. - Oh! Good morning.

All good?

All good, yes.

Come on, let me see.

Let me.

Were you setting this out?

I'll do it.

How are you, my friend?

Fine, fine.

Look, I have a couple of free hours.

Why don't you rest a bit and I'll take care of the bookstore?

Thank you, Juan. You're a good person.

The only one who came.

Come on, sit down and rest a bit.

Oh, if you're looking for the Black Book, it's not there.

No, that's not it.

No.

It seems everyone went mad over that bloody book.

Frankly, I think it's very possible it doesn't even exist.

Alistair, if it exists and you have it, I know a buyer.

He's willing to pay a fortune for it.

Vultures.

Listen to me.

- You're all vultures. - Listen.

Inspector.

Nothing, there's nothing here.

OK.

KRAKEN THE BLACK BOOK OF HOURS

Come in.

Sit down.

How are you, young lady?

Mr. Olivier wants to speak with you.

I don't know how to thank you for what you did for my grandson.

You are his grandfather.

How is he?

In the hospital.

The doctors still don't know if he'll get his sight back.

His corneas were in contact with the turpentine for hours.

That woman was completely unhinged.

What did she want from you?

She asked me for a book

in exchange for something very important to me.

And now I understand she meant my grandson.

What book?

Let's get back to the matter of my heir.

I want to thank this young woman for her courage.

Could I speak with her parents?

She has none, she's an orphan.

And...

what's your plan when you finish your studies?

Do you have anywhere to go?

Look, you'll allow me to be this young woman's guardian.

- until she comes of age. - That's madness.

Madness?

You want to talk about madness?

My grandson was kidnapped and tortured under this roof.

If you object, I will demand accountability

and that could mean the end of your congregation.

Am I wrong?

This young woman

deserves a better life.

Pack your things.

I'm very grateful, sir.

You don't know how much I've dreamed of the moment I'd leave this place.

It's me who should be grateful.

If it wasn't for your courage,

my grandson would be dead.

Ítaca, wait!

Give me a moment, please.

Promise me you'll never forget me.

I promise.

We'll always be friends.

Always.

This is my parents' home phone number.

You can reach me if you need anything.

If you want to talk.

I'm going to miss you so much.

I'm so happy for you...

Goodbye, Expósito.

Goodbye, friend.

In 20 years, I've never seen anything like this.

So someone cut the power, disconnected the cameras,

entered a public building and took a body.

Is that right?

We were in a shift change and...

I don't know what to say.

Whoever did it knew the inner workings well.

Could it have been an inside job?

An employee, a security guard?

I'd be surprised.

All the staff are trustworthy and...

...they've worked here for years.

Thank you for your help.

- Any thoughts? - This is Caliban's work, no doubt.

He didn't want us finding evidence on the body that pointed to him.

In the first call you received you heard a struggle, right?

There were probably traces of his DNA under Ítaca's nails.

The profile doesn't add up.

A murderer expert in chemistry, a bibliophile and a man of action,

capable of breaking into a public building.

Too many skills for a single criminal.

He could have paid someone to help him, like the intern.

No. No, no, no.

That would make sense...

if Caliban was on file and the police could trace his DNA.

We'll go through the list of usual suspects again.

Go home.

- We'll keep you updated. - No.

I'd rather be present in the investigation.

It's a sensitive investigation, let the police do their job.

I'm not going anywhere, it's my mother's body.

That's exactly why.

You work with the Basque police, not with Madrid's.

- I don't want you around... - Inspector.

Coming!

I don't want you around here investigating on your own.

Go home.

We'll be in touch.

Good morning.

Is this vehicle control?

Yes.

How many vehicle entrances and exits are there?

Just one.

Including vehicles that transport bodies?

Yes, sir.

They go directly to the freight elevator to access the morgue.

Is there always a staff member present?

Well,

we're short-staffed,

and sometimes...

And when the body was stolen, there was no one.

I see.

Did the blackout affect the freight elevators?

No. They run on an independent system.

So the electronic license plate registry was also working.

Yes.

I need a list of vehicles that entered and exited

- in the last 12 hours. - I already sent it to the inspector.

And?

I'll print it for you.

PARKING ENTRIES/EXITS

Hello, Esti.

You finally picked up!

Man, what's going on?

I was worried about you.

I sent you a list of plates.

I need you to check them and tell me if you see anything odd.

Anything that catches your eye.

Why?

It's the cars that entered and left the Forensic Medicine Institute.

It's important.

But isn't Mencía better suited for this?

- It just makes more sense than me. - No, better not.

Unai, what the hell is going on?

My mother is dead.

We found her body...

...and someone stole it from the morgue.

Uhm...

- Do you want me to come or...? - N o.

No, I'm heading to Vitoria now.

Okay.

Hey, wait.

Look up everything

there is on Gabriela Milton.

It's...

It was Ítaca's new identity.

Close your eyes.

Now?

Yes.

- No cheating! - No.

- Don't open them. - I won't!

Okay.

Now think of a wish.

You got it?

Yes.

Nico! Nico!

That's not fair, little rascal!

- Leave him, it's fine. - I want to be grown up!

You'll be grown up when you turn 18, like Ítaca.

Hopefully you'll know how to behave by then.

Edurne,

please, cut the cake.

Ítaca, come with me.

I have a surprise for you.

Thank you so much.

It's my first time celebrating my birthday.

Come in.

What do you think?

I had it all sent from the boarding school.

I don't understand, Mr. Casto.

What are you talking about?

Please, don't call me Mr. Casto.

Call me Grandpa. You're family now.

What, you think I didn't know who you were

when I brought you here?

Ítaca, I want you to do for me

what you used to do for Aquilina.

You sell forged books too.

Well, I made some investments that didn't go as planned,

but the Olivers always do whatever it takes...

...for our family.

Thank you, but...

I'd rather find another kind of job.

I could also reconsider your role in Diego's kidnapping.

I saved him.

You knew he was locked up.

No, I didn't.

Yes, you suspected it.

That's why you went to the library find out what was happening.

Ítaca, it's in your best interest

that no one knows what happened that night.

So, do we have a deal?

Do we have a deal?

Good.

Good.

Show me the Black Book of Hours.

Who told you about it?

Sister Aquilina.

Sister Aquilina

was a poor woman obsessed with a dream.

ID REGISTRY

NO RESULTS FOUND

A van is registered in Vitoria.

Do the entry and exit times match?

Yes.

Okay, let's find the owner.

PLATE NUMBER

PLACE OF REGISTRATION: VITORIA-GASTEIZ

REGISTERED OWNER: TELMO COREAGA

Good.

Bring him to the station as soon as possible.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Thank you very much, Edurne.

I'M TIRED OF WAITING. COME MEET ME OUTSIDE.

Gael.

Good morning, sweetheart.

I don't know what to say, Diego.

Well, you only have two options.

What are you doing?

Nico,

we're getting married.

Awesome!

But why don't you get down on one knee?

How are you?

If I'd gone straight there when I found out her identity,

maybe I could have done something for her.

Or at least said goodbye.

But Mencía convinced me to wait for the warrant.

Unai,

I've been thinking and I know how I can help you.

I'd like to do without your help.

- You're not serious. - Yes, I am.

I think it's for the best.

I think you need to go home to your daughter, to Alba,

and rest.

- And you take some time... - Why are you doing this to me?

What am I doing to you, Unai?

All I'm doing is protecting you.

- Protecting me? From what? - From yourself.

You didn't see your mother dead on the floor.

But I lost a brother in a case, and you know it.

Don't forget that.

Fuck, man.

You're grieving a woman you don't know.

I need to go in.

Esti, I'm coming with you.

Do whatever you want.

What is he doing here?

- Aren't you going to tell me? - Go home, please.

I'm going to find out who's behind all this, I promise you.

Esti, together we can move faster.

If you push me out, I'll do it alone. You know me.

You're so stubborn.

I don't know why I'm here.

Why was your van at the Forensic Medicine Institute in Madrid yesterday?

I have no idea.

Are you sure?

A body was stolen.

What were you doing there?

- I haven't left Vitoria. - Listen to me.

Look, my van was stolen.

When I got off work, the van was gone.

Sure.

- So you filed a report. - Of course.

I worked all day until night with two coworkers.

Reorganizing the editorial files.

When I left, the van was gone, so I went to report it.

I was working since the morning, you can check.

We will.

We will.

I don't know what's going on.

You know filing a false report is a crime, right?

If you left the van to later report it stolen,

- you better say so. - I swear I didn't!

When I got off work, the van was gone.

Easy boy.

Can I go now?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Goya is a suspect and her assistant's van just happens to get stolen

to take Ítaca's dead body.

You shouldn't lose sight of them.

You can relax, that ring isn't going anywhere.

- Gael. - Diego.

- Gael! - It's been ages!

- What a coincidence. - Yeah.

How long has it been?

Ages. I've been away.

I'd heard about the engagement, just not who it was with.

Well...

And I heard about your eye too. I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

Hey, let me introduce you to my fiancée.

Gael, this is Ítaca.

Ítaca, this is Gael,

an old school friend I'd lost touch with.

Lovely to meet you, Ítaca.

And congratulations on the engagement.

- Thanks. - Hey...

I have to go to the notary.

Why don't you stay?

- I don't know... - Come on, wait for me!

And we'll grab a drink, like old times.

I didn't want to interrupt your romantic stroll.

Don't be silly, we have the rest of our lives for that.

Look, you two stay and get to know each other.

A woman at a notary's office, trust me, she'll be bored stiff.

Okay, okay.

Don't be too long though, or you won't find us.

Watch out for this one.

Watch out for this one!

I'll be right back.

A destination starting with "I".

A four-letter Gaelic name.

I waited for you every day for two years in the park, Ítaca.

I couldn't come looking for you.

I was grounded.

And if you could have?

Yes.

Yes.

I never lost hope of seeing you again.

I just hope you'll be very happy.

I don't think I can be without you.

I should go.

Tell Diego I had an emergency.

No, wait. Wait.

I want to talk to you.

But outside Vitoria.

Bye.

I'm sorry for speaking to you like that.

I'm sorry too.

Let's not hurt each other, okay?

You're one of the few people in the world I trust.

Well.

I've earned it.

I've been putting up with you since high school.

You and Grandpa are the only constants in my life keeping me sane.

Don't flatter yourself, you're not that sane.

You're a bloody obsessive.

But we love you all the same.

Esti.

I love you too.

A lot.

- A lot. - Oh, stop it.

- I mean it. - Enough.

You're such a brute!

I didn't hit you hard.

Yes.

Looks like the van left a trail.

Let's go.

He almost killed me.

I was on my way to the doctor,

because my Sinthrome has gone off again...

Sinthrome, the blood thing.

And...

At a junction, a van ran a stop sign and hit me.

Do you think they stopped to check if I was okay or give me their details?

No. Just drove off.

I didn't even have time to get the plate number.

Could you see who was driving?

A very well-dressed woman.

Elegant-looking.

That clearly hadn't driven a van in her life.

But don't say anything, one can't say a word these days.

Yes. Better say nothing.

Could it be her?

Yes.

Sure?

I think so.

It all happened very fast.

Sancho el Sabio Foundation?

I need to speak urgently with Ms. Goya.

Uh...

Okay, thank you.

She says she's gone to a conference in Egypt, last-minute thing.

- Sure. - I'll call Mencía to update her.

That won't help.

She's a colleague, and we have no evidence against her.

She just tried to get you out of the case,

and frankly that's understandable.

Right, so who's paying for the repairs?

Will you handle it?

Inspector Ruiz.

I wanted to let you know I have grounds to believe that Goya,

the first victim's widow,

may have been driving the van used to steal the body.

It's her assistant's vehicle, and a witness has identified her.

Good work.

I spoke to the Sancho Foundation and they said she's in Egypt.

- Can you confirm she's left the country? - Of course.

I'll send you the details.

Thank you.

- We'll be in touch. - Bye.

I don't like what we're doing.

It's not right.

A bit late to back out now, isn't it?

Kraken won't stop.

He'll end up uncovering everything.

That's why you'll have to stop him.

He's suffering.

I know.

And I'm truly sorry.

Is all this worth it?

I asked myself that same question many years ago.

You know better than anyone what's at stake.

Did you really wait for me in the park all this time?

Every day.

Are you in love with Diego?

I'm fond of him.

He's been good to me.

But when I see you...

...my...

...my heart leaps in my chest.

I've never felt that with him.

Then leave him.

Call off the engagement and marry me.

We'll go far away if you want.

To Madrid, to Paris... wherever you want.

And you'd open a bookshop.

And I'd paint landscapes remembering this moment.

I'd want nothing more in this world.

But?

Mr. Casto wouldn't allow it.

What do we care about Mr. Casto?

They're not your family.

They have no say over your life.

- Please, stop. - Ítaca.

Gael, let it be.

I don't want to see you sad, Ítaca.

I'm just like the pensioner,

I can't picture Goya driving a van.

Let alone stealing a corpse.

She clearly didn't do it alone.

But Telmo has an alibi.

Goya is smart.

Using her assistant's van was a very sloppy move.

She did it out of desperation.

She was worried about what the coroner might find on the body.

The more we dig into this case,

the less any of it makes sense.

By the way,

there's nothing on Gabriela Milton.

All they found was a fake passport.

Man,

let's go somewhere decent for dinner.

Looking back through the footage from the Cervantes Institute,

something doesn't add up.

Sarah Jordan's last entry.

It doesn't look like her.

Same appearance, but it's not her.

Do you think the lab guys could help us identify her?

- I'll tell them tomorrow. - No, Esti. Now.

I don't know if they are working right now, Unai.

Okay.

Go on ahead, please. I need to make a call.

Sure.

- Hello, Unai. - Hello, Alba.

- How are you both? - We're fine. What do you want?

I wanted to say goodnight to Deba.

- She's already in bed. - Right, it's late.

- It is. - Okay, okay.

When she wakes up, tell her I called, please.

- Give her a kiss, will you? - I will.

Thanks.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

It's the same woman.

Dressed like the victim. Hood up to avoid the camera.

She may have impersonated Sarah Jordan to hide the book.

Well.

- Thanks, Javi. Good work. - Thank you.

There are thousands of boxes at the Cervantes Institute.

The judge won't let us open them all on the basis of a hunch.

Right.

When we went into Ítaca's flat,

there were brushes, paints...

Lots of paintings, done by her, I assume.

Most of them were night skies and meteor showers.

Perseids.

You know when the Perseids are?

Your birthday.

This has arrived for you, Miss.

Thank you.

DEAR MADAM, I AM PLEASED TO INFORM THAT THE PREGNANCY TEST RESULT IS POSITIVE.

Hello, darling.

How was the hunt?

Not good.

My aim keeps getting worse with this eye.

What happens?

Diego, we're not getting married.

I'm calling off the engagement.

You don't want to marry me either.

We got engaged because...

Because your grandfather decided it.

You're right.

Don't you think we deserve

to choose who we want to spend the rest of our lives with?

We're not calling anything off.

Diego.

You're worth too much.

What are you talking about?

I have nothing. Not even a family name.

Not you.

Your forgeries are.

They keep us afloat.

Look,

Grandpa is getting old,

and soon I'll be running all of this.

Get back to work.

I'm in love with another man

and I want to marry him.

And since when does what you want matter?

I'm leaving you.

I'm leaving all of you.

No!

No?

And what are you gonna do?

Shoot me?

I just have to wait for the next storm.

Poor Sister Aquilina, right?

What do you mean?

The wind sweeps everything away.

Breaks branches, knocks over pots...

Your grandfather killed her?

She demanded the Black Book of Hours in exchange for my life!

I'm done with all of this. I'm leaving,

- and you're going to let me go. - Or what?

Or I'll call the police

and tell them you killed Aquilina,

that you sell forged books. Even if I go down too.

But at least I'll be free of you and your grandfather.

Inspector Kraken, back again?

I need to go over the footage again.

Look, I want to cooperate with law enforcement,

but this is getting to be too much.

This will be the last time you see me here.

OK, come in.

Fabio, come to the hall, please.

OK, I'm coming.

I have to leave, I'll be right back.

Don't worry, I've got plenty to keep me busy.