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Joanie Prevost.
I have a reservation.

The contest-winning
couple's daughter.

- What did the man look like?
- In his 60s.

- Bald.
- What's he doing here?

The daughter was staying
on Philippin's floor.

Samuel Prevost flew the coop.

He knows what he's doing!
And you'll tell them nothing.

Miss? I know what it's like,
you'll be fine.

Chamfort doesn't have the resources
for a project like the third link.

- Yet here he is.
- And you want to know why.

Precisely.

What are you doing?

It's him,

but not just him.

DAY 2
WEDNESDAY 8PM

May he live or die,
but I can't stand this much longer.

Stop.

Stop, Mum.

Stop crying.

What's going on? Felix?

Felix?

Felix!

It's just a hunch,
but a solid one.

- A solid hunch?
- It's more than a hunch.

It's like a web
of hunches in my mind

coming together
and taking shape.

A three-dimensional feel
Exactly.

So, Celine, your 3D hunch tells you
Samuel didn't act alone.

- On a first-name basis now?
- It just came out.

Fine, then.

What tells you
Prevost had an accomplice?

- There's the bathtub and the cement.
- The cement?

And there's more.

THE WALL

Why are you worried?
.I didn't give anything away.

- They'll leave us alone.
- They could catch on.

Just relax.

- Hey, Joanie, how are you?
- No.

Where are you?

What's up? Are you OK?

This information is
incredibly valuable to us.

I'm very impressed.

And curious.
How did you pull it off?

The master key.

- You paid off an employee?
- I snatched it.

I made sure
the hotel wouldn't find out.

So we can keep using it.

Nice job.

I'm starting to understand
what this info means to you.

Really?

Chamfort does
concrete structures.

His company is too small
to get the third link contract.

Except by partnering with QMG,

Chamfort gives them
a competitive advantage.

Adding a Quebec component
to their tender

will tip the balance
when the government makes its choice.

Nice analysis.

But why do I need to know that?

I figure the people
you really work for

specialise in building
major tunnel projects.

I did some research,
and one name came up:

Kaiserin.

The German multinational

that was awarded all major Asian
tunnel projects in the last 10 years.

I'm guessing you work for them.

You pave the way
and target the biggest competitors,

like Chamfort and QMG.

I left your car at your house
and walked to the hospital.

My leg hurts.

Can you pick me up?

Sure you don’t want
to stay with your dad?

No.

Mum's there with the police.

They arrested my dad.

I'm just exhausted.

I don't want
to sleep alone tonight.

OK, I get it.

But I have a customer
for a night tour.

I'll do the express tour
and see you in an hour.

Thank you, Nathan.

- We're just checking on him.
- Get out!

My partner saved
your husband's life.

Had you not hunted him down,
he wouldn't be lying here.

Sergeant, I talked to the doctor.

He confirmed
an oxycodone overdose.

They've put him
in a coma for a few days.

He might have lung and brain
damage, they don't know.

He should actually be dead.

The hypothermia
slowed down his metabolism.

That's what saved him.
That and the naloxone.

Did Martin get a blood sample
to compare to the pillowcase?

No, but Samuel Prevost's
blood type is O negative.

- Like 7% of the population.
- And the pillowcase blood?

The doctor sent
the sample to the lab.

We should get the results tomorrow.
I'm pretty sure the case is closed.

Did you see his right fist?
Yes.

We'd have a decent
denture mould for Philippin

from the marks
on his knuckles alone.

Seriously,
what more do you need?

Nothing more, I need less.

- Something's not right.
- It doesn't fit.

- There are inconsistencies.
- You don't think he's guilty?

As I've been saying,
it's not as simple as we think.

She thinks
there's an accomplice.

I prefer facts
to conspiracy theories.

Bye.

Can you at least
break it down for me?

All I know is,

from what we know
about Samuel Prevost,

I can't believe
he took Philippin's body,

after beating and strangling him,
and cast him in cement.

So he didn't act alone.
The cement was his accomplice's idea

and either he or Samuel
cast him in cement.

We agree that the cement
required the most premeditation.

So the accomplice
is the brains behind it.

But the room was registered
to Esther Smith, not Philippin,

so how could they know
he'd be there that night?

I don't know,

but Prevost and Philippin
coming face to face

in the same room that night,
completely by chance,

seems a little unlikely.

Unless his accomplice
is Esther Smith.

She invited Philippin
to her room and...

Esther Smith's disappearance
doesn't fit in either.

- Another inconsistency.
- A glaring one.

Who else could be
Prevost's accomplice?

An excellent question.

I think she'd be
a great asset for us.

I'll do that.

Welcome to the Kaiserin team.

I thought you'd be happy.
Your salary just doubled.

Before jumping for joy,
I need to ask an important question.

Anything you want.

Why has Samuel Prevost
been arrested for murder?

- Wait.
- OK.

For your parents.

I finished my shift and thought
I'd come and see you.

Thanks.

No questions?

I'm not supposed to pry
into the guests' business.

I know I pried
into yours this afternoon,

but I couldn't just stand by.

I'm sorry,
I know it's not a good time.

I wanted to help out
on behalf of the hotel.

Can I do anything?

You were leaving.
Can I give you a lift?

- Anywhere but here.
- OK.

- I can't talk about Prevost, not yet.
- Why not?

Because being the only one
to know what I think I know

gives me an edge
over my competitors.

- I don't get it.
- Of course you don't.

Once I'm sure,
I'll tell you, not before.

In this field, you quickly learn

that a secret you tell,
even to someone you trust,

becomes a leak
that could get out and spread.

Meanwhile,
I need to know something.

- What?
- Chamfort.

A month ago,
no multinational corporation

would've partnered with him
for the third link.

QMG is huge,
probably our biggest competitor.

What advantage do they have?

Sure, Chamfort is Canadian,
but he's too small a player to count.

What changed?

I need to know.

No, thanks, Nathan. You're very sweet,
but I should sleep at the hotel.

All right, I understand.

Yes. Get some rest.

Maybe tomorrow, OK?

- OK. Bye.
- Bye.

You can't be thrilled
about heading back to work.

No, it's no problem.

- You must be burned out.
- Obviously.

Nowhere near sleepy.

- Did you manage it?
- No.

- Jesus, then why am I here?
- To help me.

I know as much as you
about IT security and passwords.

- You knew Hubert.
- I haven't seen him since the flyover.

You must remember a word, a phrase,
a date. I've tried everything.

If the info's in here,
it won't be an obvious number.

- It must be in there.
- You're not even sure?

How could I be?
He didn't tell me where he hid it.

We could try endless passwords,
we'll never get in.

As I said, we need an expert.

I'll never give this computer
to some damn hacker.

Go on, try something.

- Please.
- Yes, fine.

- What was that?
- Philippin's university course numbers.

What?

All his courses dealt
with the prime number theorem.

But there are
infinite prime numbers.

He must have written it down.
Maybe in his flat.

The police sealed it off.
Forget it.

- Good thing you stole his laptop.
- Stole it? I bought it for him.

Try...

Try the victims
who died under the flyover.

The injured ones too.

Guilt..

That's what
he was obsessed with.

I have vodka and let's see..

- And vodka.
- A small glass.

Thanks.

- Were you in the army?
- Me? No, why?

Isn't that rug from Afghanistan?

You're wondering
where I met people with PTSD.

Or where you got yours.

I wasn't sure.

When you helped me earlier,
you seemed familiar with it.

Sorry, I didn't mean
to upset you.

Excuse me.

Where is he?

- Adrien.
- He's out. Can I take a message?

- Adrien!
- What are you doing here?

Get out of here.
I said he's not here!

Get out of here.
He's not here.

Tell him Vince says
that if he won't play the game,

he'd better
give back my stuff. OK?

You bet.

Bye.

What a moron.

Are you OK?

I still have things to learn
about my flatmate.

Where were we?

Right, the rug.

This isn't my place.
I'm kind of squatting.

Adrien's aunt is a globetrotter.
She's travelled the world.

He's lucky.

My parents took me
to Maine once.

That's about it.

But on my own, I went
to Paris, Berlin and Croatia.

- You'll laugh at me.
- Why?

- I've never left Quebec.
- No!

I know, it's crazy.

I was in Labrador when I worked
on the border, but that's it.

I was supposed to go
to San Francisco last year,

but that..

It didn't work out.

- You don't have to talk about it.
- No.

I have to.
My shrink says that

I have to open the bonnet
and get grease on my hands.

It was my girlfriend.

She died because of me.

I had a chance to save her,

but I missed it.

I couldn't help my brother.

I watched him as he died.

The worst was
when my mum came to.

6 hours waiting for help
while my mother screamed,

unable even to touch
her little boy's body.

Must have been hard
on the family.

- You think your dad killed the engineer?

But what was Philippin
doing there?

My dad attacked him,
but something's not right.

- The cement.
- How do you know that?

From Adrien, my flatmate. He was there
when the chambermaid found the body.

Police wanted discretion,
but staff already knew.

Shit! My car.

Goddamn it.

I'm almost done.

I'll head back to the hotel.

- On foot? No, I'll drive you.
- OK, thanks.

- Do you think it was Vince?
- I'm pretty sure.

He took the glove box contents.

Nothing valuable in it,
but it's a pain.

The vehicle
registration documents.

- What's up?
- Nothing.

You sound weird.

Glove box contents,
vehicle registration...

You sound like Inspector
What's-his-face in that show.

Yes, I watch too much TV.

But you,
did you talk to the police?

Did they question you?

Yes, they did.

- It wasn't nice.
- Right.

Did you tell them everything?

What do you mean?

If I were you,
I'd have held things back.

Details that would
incriminate my dad.

If you know he's innocent,
you should tell them everything.

Things that make him
look bad at first

could clear him in the end.

You think so?

Trust Inspector What's-his-face.

You're funny.
And you're nice.

But there are things
I can't tell them.

Like what?

Who are you?

QUEBEC POLICE

Holy shit.

DAY 3
THURSDAY 8:10AM

Hi. Any news
on Esther Smith's disappearance?

Nothing. We'll probably find her
after the spring thaw.

- Have you seen Trudeau this morning?

She texted that
you should meet her at the hotel.

Why didn't she text me?

I sense she was afraid
you'd get there first.

That's professional.

She said to thank you
for your understanding.

- Did she predict I’d be annoyed?
- Something less polite.

The bitch.

That's the one.

Can I help you?

It's about the contest Samuel Prevost
and Patricia Fleury won.

From the Dominion grocery store
in Trois-Rivieres.

She won a week-long stay.

And their daughter
joined them at her expense.

- To spend family time.
- As I understand it.

The problem is that I checked,
and Dominion never held a contest.

A woman called
and introduced herself as...

I need her name,
number, payment method

- and any information about her.
- OK, hang on a minute.

See? Nothing is random.
He was here by design.

That means...

- You're not just the concierge here?
- No, I'm mainly the manager.

- The labour shortage?

Do small grocery stores
often rent rooms here

and pay by credit card?

Aren't contests partnerships
that are paid in kind?

Mostly, yes,
with large companies.

But grocery stores and hair salons
don't have much to offer.

In that case, contest organisers
pay for the stay, and that's that.

Look, I have my hands full
with the conference.

- So your murderer...
- It's more your murder than ours.

- What do you mean?
- Well, it happened in your hotel.

Is there something I'm missing
to make the murder yours?

Sandrine Picard's phone number
and the transaction number.

For details,
call the credit card company.

Thanks.

Trudeau...

Mr William Taylor,
I have some questions for you.

With pleasure.

Do you know
where Esther Smith is?

Esther Smith?

- No.
- We'll deal with this later.

Is that your daughter with him?

Absent father,
daughter looking for approval.

- That must piss you off.
- I don't give a damn.

Mrs Trudeau.

Hi, my name's Nathan.
Welcome aboard.

Today, the hidden history
of Quebec City.

I'll start with
Jean Bochart de Champigny,

sixth intendant of New France.

The man who invented welfare.

In 1690, he set up
the Quebec Office of the Poor,

the world's first
social assistance programme.

- You're not getting in?
- Are you Nathan Gignac?

Yes.

How long have you known
Samuel Prevost?

Police. Homicide Squad.

I asked you a question.

I told your colleague
where I was, when and why.

We're asking you again.

We met
at the flyover victims’ memorial.

So 5 years ago.

Your sister died
in the accident?

- What was her name?
- Anne.

Our condolences
- Thanks.

Have you seen
Samuel Prevost often since?

- Pretty often.
- At other memorials?

I became a friend of the family.

What?

Joanie's a pretty girl, right?

Even in mourning, you notice
pretty girls, right, Nathan?

And Sylvie, the hotel concierge,
how do you like her?

She's cute too, in her own way.

Get away from my car.

- Nathan, we just want to talk.
- I know my rights.

You have questions, call my lawyer.
Thank you. Bye.

Nice job. Real expert work.
Can you just be human for once?

Humanity's overrated.

In relationships
as well as interrogations.

What do the concierge's looks
have to do with it?

- I got up early this morning.
- Yes, I noticed.

Nathan's sister
who died in the accident...

Anne.

I checked her social media.
It's still online.

Guess who's next to Nathan
in a holiday photo?

- Sylvie. The hotel concierge.
- Bingo.

Why didn't she tell us
she knew a flyover victim?

Why didn't you ask?
We just saw her.

I have a plan.

The hotel, the fake contest,
the conference, Esther Smith,

it's all linked,
I need to know how.

Samuel didn't act alone.
He had one or more accomplices.

Come on,
Quebec City's not that big.

Everyone knows someone
affected by the flyover collapse.

It's not some
Illuminati conspiracy.

Speaking of conspiracies,
remember that trowel

that we found with Philippin
in the bathtub?

Yes, why?

Doesn't it look like
the coat of arms of a secret society,

like the Freemasons?

Are you serious?
Now the Freemasons?

I knew you'd say that.
I'll get Esposito to check.

All good, Esposito?

Someone is here to see you.

A friend said it's better
for my dad if I come clean.

Your cement idea
doesn't hold up.

Welcome to our conference
on sustainable materials.

What is it? I thought
you wanted to attend.

- Is it because you saw Celine?
- No. Chamfort isn't here.

New materials
are his speciality.

Esther Smith was supposed
to be here to give a talk.

Why did Celine's partner ask
if you knew where she was?

No idea, but something's
going on with Chamfort.

If you see him, follow him.
Tell me what he's up to.

- OK.
- Let's go.

- What did they ask you?
- Bullshit.

It went nowhere.

But they know
we know each other.

- Shit. What did you say?
- Nothing.

- But that's not the worst.
- What?

The new porter...

He's a cop.

His name is Alex Theberge.

Do you think he's undercover?

I don't really know.
His last posting was in Fermont.

If he's undercover,
he won't let on.

- What do we do?
- \Ne should be careful.

- I'll call you back.
- OK.

- Alex?
- Sophie.

- What are you doing here?
- Nothing.

I'm working. I've been
in Quebec City for a while.

I started therapy
with a new shrink.

- I'll tell you about it.
- Yes.

I was bored, so I got a job.

It helps me pay the bills.
Better than doing nothing.

Bye, Alex.

OK. Wait, Sophie.

Why are you following Chamfort?

The night Philippin died,
I'd taken a sedative.

I was sound asleep,
but a noise woke me up.

My dad was in my room.

His fists were bloody.

He had a bag of ice.

He dumped it in an ice bucket
and put his hands in it.

- What time was that?
- 11:11pm.

Are you sure?
You weren't out of it?

Yes.

But the four ones stuck with me.

- But there's something else.
- We're listening.

In prison, Philippin
became fixated on me.

He wrote me letters.

He begged me to come
and see him, and forgive him.

He wanted to give me money.
He said that...

He thought I was beautiful.

When he got out,
he even came to the house.

He was crazy, obsessive.

That could be considered harassment.
Did you press charges?

You may have noticed
that we don't love the police.

Did he contact anyone else?

- Other victims?
- No.

We used to visit
with the other families.

I was the only one.

- Why did he focus on you?
- I don't know.

I appeared on TV.

On the local news.

"What happened to the girl
who lost her leg?"

"The 353 amputee
enrolled in Med school."

He must have seen it.

That's all I can think of.

Thanks for coming.

I wouldn't have if I wasn't
100% sure my dad was innocent.

If he is, we'll do
everything we can to prove it.

- But it won't be easy.
- He's impulsive.

The cement doesn't fit.

If he ran into Philippin,
he probably hit him, but...

Your friend,
who told you to come clean,

was it Nathan Gignac?

Nathan?

- No, why?
- Just curious.

Sylvie Cadieux.
Does the name ring a bell?

- No.
- She's the hotel concierge.

- So?
- Nothing in particular.

We're looking at everyone
who was around during the incident.

The incident?

One way to put it.

Thank you, Joanie.

Why didn't you let me
ask my questions?

I requested a phone tap
on Nathan Gignac.

- Nathan Gignac?
- Effective tomorrow morning.

I'd like to know
what Joanie and Nathan talk about.

I didn't want you
pushing them to talk before that.

Trudeau.

What?

Call the coast guard.

A body in the river, a woman.

She was seen
drifting on the ice.

- Hello?
- The notary called.

- The notary?
- He's dealing with Philippin's estate.

He rented a room
for the reading of the will.

- What should we do?
- He hasn't notified the heirs.

That'll happen soon.

We'll keep in touch.

The body was stuck
in the ice right there.

It started moving at low tide.

The guy who spotted her lost sight
of her before the patrol got there.

- OK. Do we have a description?
- Even better.

The guy has a great lens.

The coat, the pink scarf...

- It looks like Esther Smith.
- Yes. We found her.

I was hoping to find her alive,
weren't you?

Yes, but at least
we have an answer.

By the way,
we checked out the Freemasons.

The symbols don't match
any lodge in North America.

- Should I look further?
- Thanks, Esposito.

At least we have an answer.

What's going on?

They just went into Philippin's.

What should I do?

Follow them.

Really?
You told them everything?

I don't know
if it'll help my dad,

but at least I feel better.

What is it?

Philippin's notary said what?

- Hurry up. We won't get caught.
- The police were here already.

They're not looking
for the same thing.

We're looking for two things.

Yes, one thing
that could ruin my life

and another one
that could set you up,

along with the next
ten generations after you.

- So shut up.
- We don't know what or where.

Look everywhere.

What is it?

I'm invited
to the reading of the will.

In 2 days.

Dad, I think I have something.

Bernard, this is a crime scene.

Think about it.
We shouldn't be here.

- This could be it.
- And it is.

But I don't want you to...
I don't want to see it, OK?

Come on.

Hubert, I just want you
to look at it rationally.

Rationally...

The time to be rational
was 4 years ago.

Rationally, you shouldn't have
authorised crappy concrete.

You shouldn't have ignored
so much defective material.

OK, I made mistakes.

Mistakes?
Twelve people, Edmond, twelve.

You knew what you were doing,
just to avoid delays.

We had no choice.
It was 120,000 dollars per week.

Are the numbers your excuse?

Twelve dead
and you want to talk money?

Listen to yourself.

You're right.

I'm asking a lot.

But if not for my wife
and son, I'd never have...

Out with it.

What are you asking

I'm asking you...

to take full responsibility
for the flyover collapse.