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We'll need results, and fast.

Joanie Prevost,
I have a reservation.

/The daughter
of the contest-winning couple.

So I put money aside
to leave it to others.

Along with
my contemporary art collection.

Philippin.
I'm in his lab. He found it.

My dad didn't kill himself.

- Celine, you're suspended.
- I think Jacques is having me tailed.

What do you know about Philippin's
research? What are you hiding?

He left this to Joanie.
A brick of his concrete.

- I think I have something for you.
- Really?

-I have an invitation for you.

Mr Chamfort, you can leave
whenever you want.

DAY 7
MONDAY 11AM

The only fingerprints
in Philippin's lab

were Philippin's,
Esther's and Chamfort's.

OK.

You're convinced
Chamfort didn't kill himself?

Philippin's murderer
left no prints in the room.

OK. Where are we going?

We keep walking,
I need to think.

- Is he following us?
- Yes.

Vesuvius, like the volcano?

We have to go back
to the beginning.

- The beginning of what?
- I told you everything I know.

Now you tell me the story
of the murders in your own words.

Well, the very beginning
didn’t entail murders as such.

There's the flyover collapse,
twelve dead.

There's the flyover collapse,

Yes, Philippin's guilt plays into it,
but fast-forward to Esther Smith.

Esther Smith: physical engineer,

a material resilience expert
for large structures.

She knew Philippin well,
they were lovers.

6 months ago,
the government hired her

to do a preliminary study
towards building a third link.

She stopped sleeping
with Philippin soon after that.

She has a new lover,
she keeps it secret.

No one knows why.

Philippin knows who it is
and gives his blessing.

I guess he doesn't mind the guy.

Or he only knows him
via Esther's account of him.

And at the same time,

three multinationals are vying
for the third link contract.

They're probably trying
to sway the committee members,

including Esther Smith.

But Esther's very upright
and won't be influenced.

Not by money, maybe,
but she has feelings.

Could this new lover
have seduced her to influence her,

or find a way to blackmail her?

It all points to that,
but why kill her?

Esther Smith couldn't sway
the committee all by herself.

Something sped things up.

- The bricks.
- The bricks?

2 days before his death,
Philippin and Esther were celebrating

the discovery of the formula
for the infamous bricks.

If Esther told her lover,
things could have taken another turn.

Only if the bricks are
revolutionary and worth a fortune.

It all points to that.

And if that's the case,
the third link becomes secondary.

The big chunk of the iceberg,
under the surface,

is the formula
for those infamous bricks.

Only two people knew the formula:
Philippin and Esther.

So why kill them?
It doesn't make sense!

That's exactly it, Alex.

What?

We have to stop looking
for the logic in all this.

The key lies in the irrational.

You think someone
is muddying the waters?

Maybe, but it's not just that.

Daphne?

- Hello.
- Hello?

I thought we'd cut off contact.

I don't trust Jacques anymore
and I don't know what to do.

- I think he's protecting someone.
- Who?

I don't know, but things don't add up,
there's no logic to it.

You're right, Daphne,
there's nothing logical about this.

What do I do about Jacques

Who knows what mess he's got
himself into, but I'll talk to him.

For now, business as usual
and follow his orders.

If my plan fails,
don't want you to bear the brunt.

I'll contact you
when I know more.

We need eyes on William,
put Adrien on it.

- Who's Adrien?
- He's tailing William.

Send him a photo.

Martin just texted
Jacques and me.

He found papers
in the lining of Chamfort's coat.

Calculations and charts,
no way of knowing what for.

Get Martin
to show them to an expert.

Concrete bricks,
that was the prize.

THE WALL

If what you say is true,
I need to know your name.

All in due time, sir.

Sir, to prove my good faith,

I can deposit a large sum
in your account right now.

But I'll need your name
and account number for that.

How much
is your good faith worth?

You already know who I am.

Your first name, at least.

Go ahead.

Nathan.

Nathan.

This is much bigger

than I thought.

Screw the tunnel contract.

I knew Chamfort and Philippin
were working together.

I get it now.

- You speak German.
- Yes.

French, English,
Spanish, German,

Japanese,
and my Italian is coming along.

Nathan, you're my salvation.

I'll be generous:
200,000 dollars on the spot.

Plus 2 million dollars
when we make the trade.

It's worth a lot more.

You can't do anything with it,
you got it illegally.

I'm doing you a favour
by taking it.

And paying you sight unseen
is a big risk.

OK, sold for 2 million, but I want
to see 200,000 in my account,

and I decide where and when
we do the trade-off.

- Do we have a deal?
- I'm listening.

It's getting tricky, man.

The new boss is power-tripping,
he's got me on a tight leash.

Please, I can
take over in an hour.

OK, but what if
William leaves his room?

You follow him.

- I can't.
- I'll double your pay.

- An extra 500?
- Yes.

OK.

- Sure you want to confront Jacques?
- He's not covering up murders freely.

He's got me out of jams before.

I'll do the same for him
if it's not too late.

But where do we find him?

When he finds out where we're headed,
he'll get there soon enough.

Where are you going

- Yes, they had a job for me.
- What?

Same as you,
to watch that William guy.

Perfect.

When you see him,
call me and only me.

Sure, but they're paying me.

- Don't worry, you'll be paid.

By a family member.

OK, boss.

Where are they?

OK.

Sergeant, Samuel Prevost
regained consciousness.

He probably has more to tell us.
I’ll go and see him.

Hi.

Hello. Do I know you?

No.

I'm Edmond Chamfort's son.

He died yesterday.

My condolences.

But I'd like to eat in peace.

Sorry to bother you,
it's just... May I sit?

Jo, your dad woke up.
He's alert, he's talking...

He wants you to come over.

I'll be right there.

I'll be right there.

Welcome to Marty's!
How about a cocktail?

Martin, drop it,
we're in a hurry.

You were reinstated?
I didn't get the memo.

And you, Mr Gradual Return?
That was fast.

Just confirm it wasn't suicide.

It looks like
a badly disguised murder.

- So why are you here?
- Does Jacques agree it's murder?

- Not right now...
- That's why we’re here.

Not to mention
my daughter was dragged into this.

- Sophie? Because of William?
- Up to her neck in it.

Sorry, but I won't risk
my pension

because you two can't
get your act together.

If you willingly go along
with Jacques' schemes,

you won't just
lose your pension.

Celine.

Did you show this
to anyone qualified?

According to a university professor,
the calculations on the first page

gauge material resilience
under pressure,

changes in temperature,
erosion, you name it.

What material?

- Daphne says it's concrete, but...

But the professor says
no concrete has those properties.

The second page explains
how to produce it.

Like a formula?

Yes, but it's coded.
The ingredients are illegible.

But with a sample,
couldn't you produce it?

I imagine so.

If those calculations
are based on actual facts,

you could make that concrete

using half the energy
than for the conventional kind.

The lower costs and impact
on the environment would be huge.

So anyone with the patent
would be a millionaire...

Billionaire, more like.
Except it doesn't exist.

- It didn't exist.
- I'll believe it when I see it.

A super concrete explains
motive, but not method.

Nor the illogical aspects
in the sequence of events.

Open the door, Celine.

Sorry, Celine.

You know I had no choice.

- To do what?
- To take you off the case.

And have me followed by a PI?

To know when I could
talk to you in a safe place.

Come on. You've been trying
to hush this up from the start.

I wanted to make a quick arrest,
if only to release him afterwards,

to calm things down
for the conference.

And the talks
for the third link contract.

Who was pressuring you?

Monique Desjardins,
deputy minister of transport?

Deputy minister is only her title.

In reality,
she runs the whole show.

She explained that
it was in the national interest,

so I agreed to try
to buy some time, but...

You didn't realise
you were protecting

more than just the contract
and the conference?

Esther's and Philippin's
murderers too.

I only realised it
when I saw Chamfort hanging.

Since I couldn't play it
by the book,

I tried to keep Daphne
on the up and up

- to give you some elbow room.
- You didn't fool her long.

But the Ministry of Transport
obviously didn't order

Esther to be drowned
and Philippin cast in cement.

Not if they wanted
an uneventful conference...

Still, Desjardins doesn't
want us to find the killer.

She's either involved, or following
orders from even higher up.

Higher up?

The Prime Minister? God?

Trudeau.

Samuel Prevost woke up.
He's fine, but he's getting tests.

- You didn't talk to him?
- No, but there's more.

Someone stole the statue
Philippin left them in his will.

That ugly statue?

Not only that. A young woman
showed up wanting to buy it.

For some reason,
Philippin cancelled the series

- right after finding the formula...
- It's the pedestal.

It was really heavy,
like concrete.

He made the pedestals on his test runs
and stopped when he found the formula.

It makes sense.

And that's how Philippin left
his super concrete to Joanie.

That's what the thief believes,

and the young woman
who wanted to buy it, Celine.

Not Sophie?

They described her.
I showed them a photo.

It was her, but it gets worse.

- Patricia recognised her voice.
- Sophie's behind the contest.

She called Patricia 2 weeks ago,
as a rep for a nearby supermarket,

saying they'd won
a 2-week stay at Chateau.

During the conference.
I should've realised.

It has William written all over it.
This changes everything.

Unless I'm wrong,
it's far from over. Get here ASAP.

- We have to find Monique Desjardins.
- Wait a second.

Now, Jacques.

She's protecting someone
who's desperate and might kill again.

I'll call her.
Maybe avoid a scandal.

No, it's too late for that.

Jacques, if you don't want
more deaths on your conscience,

tell me where to find
Monique Desjardins.

In the Chateau attic?
It could be a trap, Dad.

Exactly, so we won't
take any chances. OK?

Yes.

But I'm there now.

- Can I help you?
- Room 224?

Sorry, I'm on the third floor.

Sorry.
Yes, I'll be right there.

4 night flights
out of the country.

- New York, Frankfurt...
- As long as I can wear a bikini.

Punta Cana, senorita
OK, I’ll book it.

Plus I've never seen you
in a bikini.

It's my phone, let me,
so you can get there before him.

Go and wait in the car.

Hurry back.

How does Sophie getting
the Prevosts to Chateau

explain all the illogical parts
of the case?

Not all of them,

but we know Esther and Philippin
were killed by the same person.

Because Esther's killer
arranged to meet Philippin

at the hotel using her phone.

When we learned that Prevost was
at the hotel because of a fake contest,

we immediately
tied it to the murder.

- And it's not?
- Yes and no.

Again, Monique Desjardins
is protecting the killer.

But Esther's and Philippic's
murders are a disaster

for her conference and the third link.
It doesn't make sense.

She didn't order the murders,
but she's protecting the killer. Why?

Because she sent
the killer Esther's way.

To try to influence her
for the third link contract.

That's why he seduced her,
became her lover.

If that's true,

he probably poked around
and found a big scoop:

Philippin's major discovery.

Esther realises
he's spying on her.

- And she hates rule breakers.
- She's furious and leaves him.

To calm down, she goes
to her safe place: the ferry.

But the guy knows
that's where he'll find her.

He tries to reason with her,
but she won't hear of it.

He throws her into the river.

A reckless act,
but not premeditated.

Maybe she threatened
to report him, but kill her?

He's morally weak,
but very arrogant.

A huge ego, but very fragile,

and he can't stand
to be rejected or to fail.

The guy's been really lucky:
no witnesses on the ferry,

and he managed to keep
his fling with Esther secret.

- But why?
- Good question.

Esther wouldn't
have gone for that.

No, but the killer realises

only one person knows
about him and Esther: Philippin.

She might have told Philippin
their discovery was out.

The guy has no choice:
he needs to snuff Philippin.

He uses Esther's phone
to meet Philippin that very night,

giving him enough time
to plan things.

To lure Philippin in and kill him.

But not before forcing him
to reveal the super concrete formula.

Except Prevost shows up
and foils his plan.

It's your ex-husband
who lured Prevost to Chateau.

Sure your ex isn't the killer?

But why the fake contest?

Why did he and Sophie
want the Prevosts at Chateau?

It's a perverse way to confuse,
destabilise and smear.

- Aimed at?
- His main contract rivals.

Quebecois engineering in general

and the Morin-Lavoie
multinational in particular.

The flyover collapse

didn't just impact Philippin
and Chamfort Industries,

it harmed everyone.

William threw salt in the wound
at the most sensitive time.

It's his speciality.

So your ex set up
the explosives..

Where someone was already
playing with matches.

Yes, but who?

Here we are, Nathan.

I don't see the object
of our trade-off.

We agreed
I'd search you first for weapons.

As agreed.

What's that?

Sorry. Cigar?

- Now transfer the 2 million.
- You're pushing it.

- At least show it to me.
- That wasn't the deal.

Nathan, before
handing over that money...

OK, fine.

You stay there.

Still, how do I know
it's not just regular concrete?

That's the pedestal
from Joanie's statue.

If you hadn't believed me,
you wouldn't be here.

You're right, I did believe you.

No!

- Now I know I was right.
- Transfer the money.

OK, so it's not the killer
who lures Prevost to Chateau,

but Prevost and Philippin
cross paths in the hallway.

Prevost thinks
Philippin's harassing his daughter.

Prevost beats him up
and leaves him half-dead.

The killer comes out,
but Philippin's too far gone to talk.

He'd already filled
the bathtub with cement

and moved the security camera
with a hockey stick.

- To frame Nathan Gignac.
- So he sees it through.

He slips the body into the bath, takes
the suitcase used for the cement...

Wait.

The suitcase, the cement...

- Fuck.
- What is it?

The killer wanted
to frame Nathan.

The cement makes it look
like premeditated murder,

like revenge
for the flyover collapse.

The hockey stick
and the presence of Nathan's car

when Philippin arrived
clinched the deal.

That's it. Prevost spoiled
the picture the killer was painting.

Unlike Nathan, Prevost had no idea
Philippin would be there that night.

He can't have planned
on attacking Philippin,

even less on filling
the bath with cement.

So the killer
gave us some clues.

Not only to frame Prevost,

but to make it seem like
the cement was last-minute.

Hey, she's there.

Monique Desjardins.

You have a nephew
called Adrien Lacombe?

My aunt owns this building.

She rents it to me dirt cheap,
bills included. Not bad.

What would it prove
that he stole the cement?

That he didn't buy it in advance,
that it wasn't premeditated.

It'd change the motive
and type of criminal.

- Fuck.
- What?

I left my phone at home.
It's just a short detour.

Wait!

Monique, it's time
you told us what you know.

Remy. Wait there.

- Where's Adrien?
- I saw him take the service lift.

He'd better not be
getting high without me.

Give me your keys.

Thanks.

- That wasn't necessary.
- Anything else would've been stupid.

Now finish him off.

- What?
- You said you could handle a gun.

- Yes, I can handle a gun...
- If he saw me, he knows my name.

If he talks, the hotel staff,
the conference people,

not to mention your mother,
will have too much info on me.

Do it.

You do it.

Of course.

You think you're stronger,

smarter and tougher
than everyone else.

But look at you.

Your mother was right.

You're just a little girl.

And I'll still be able
to make the Frankfurt flight.

Adrien was 15
when his parents died.

He ended up with me.

He's always been a handful.

Handsome as an angel,
but not very stable.

He was the perfect man
for the job. Liar, charmer...

hotel employee...

I needed him to find leverage
to induce Esther to sway the committee

towards a local company
for the third link.

I just asked him
to keep an eye on her,

spy on her a bit.

But the idiot started
sleeping with her.

-I think she even
fell in love with him.

I swear
I only found out after he...

Two injured, one shot,
the attic of Chateau Frontenac.

Don't move, OK?
The ambulance is coming.

Did you get a look at him
before he ran off?

He went that way.

You stay.

I didn't realise about Philippin
until it was too late.

His damn concrete
had driven them all mad.

Them?

Adrien and Geoff.

I know Geoff Peterson well,
we've worked together for years.

I asked him to take
my nephew under his wing,

to give him more responsibility
so he'd grow up.

I have it!

But Geoff insisted
that Adrien start at the bottom.

As if he'd climbed up
by himself.

Adrien only used the opportunity

to start selling stolen merch.

After Esther and Philippin, I tried
to convince him to leave Quebec City,

to disappear.

But he went and told Geoff
about Philippin's concrete.

Geoff wanted qualified people
to handle the search,

but Adrien wouldn't
let go of it.

It was his chance
to prove to me and Geoff,

to the whole world,
that he was a somebody.

- Nathan?
- They're up there.

- Where's Adrien?
- He went that way.

We should've forced him to stop.

Geoffs sole concern
was the concrete,

so he let him.

Then Chamfort met the same fate.

- Hello?
- Daphne?

- Yes?
- It's Adrien. He's armed.

- OK.
- There are more victims.

- Alex and I know where he's going.
- On our way.

The whole place to ourselves?

- It's a special occasion, Joanie.
- Thank you.

If all goes well,

you could become the Montcalm Room's
youngest member ever.

It's a select club
within a select club.

It's where
the best of the best gather.

I'm flattered.

I know there are doctors
in the Regiment Society,

but I won't be a doctor
for another 3 years.

Each member brings
something unique to the group.

Money, power, contacts...

I think maybe,
without even knowing it,

you bring something unique,

something Hubert Philippin
wanted to bequeath to you,

and which is of great value.

If you mean the statue,
I no longer have it.

Sir, the club is closed. Sir!

Adrien, what brings you here?
This is a bad time.

This is what brings me here.

A cognac, please

Go ahead.

No apologies? No congratulations
or membership card, like for her?

Sit!

If I understand correctly,

this is a sample
of the hardest concrete ever?

The most durable,
least expensive to produce...

Thank you, my man.

All I ask is 2% of the profits.

You're worth no more
than that handful of sand.

Are you insane?

Shooting, Regiment Society.

You thought
Philippin gave it to her too.

You think he asked you here
for your peg leg and pretty face?

- Where's the fucking concrete?
- I don't know! I'd tell you if I did!

Adrien..

Drop your weapon.

Or what, Alex?

You might do
something you'll regret.

It's too late for that.
I've gene beyond regrets.

Because of you.

Your dad was a millionaire,
and your grandfather before him.

Always with a silver spoon
in your mouth, and you judge people?

- Fuck you!
- Wait, let's discuss this.

- Adrien..
- Shut up

You can't wait for him
to give you the right to exist,

give value to your life.

He just uses people.

He exploits them, and when
he's done, he throws them away.

You're not like him.
You're worth more than that.

You made some mistakes.

You have to take responsibility.

I'll help you get through it,
I'll vouch for you.

I'll help you.

No!

It's OK.

It's over now, OK?

It's over.

Come on.

Dear Jeanie,

I think I know where
Hubert Philippin hid the concrete.

When he taught me at university,

he was a big fan
of the prime number theorem.

The series of statues
he gave to the victims' families

was based on prime numbers,
starting with yours, 277.

The others go up to 349.

The next number in the sequence,
which he assigned to no one,

but which was surely meant for you
and your brother's memory,

is number 353.

I could have
retrieved it myself,

but I think Philippin's last wishes
should be respected.

Too many people have been killed,
injured or betrayed.

I met Hubert as a child.
He and my dad were really close.

He had a romantic,
theatrical spirit.

If I understood correctly,

I know exactly
where you can find the concrete,

and, I presume,
also the production method.

Bernard Chamfort says Philippin
called his project Vesuvius

after the concrete of the ancient
Romans that became harder over time.

They only recently discovered

that it was down
to the sea water

and the compounds
you find in volcanic ash.

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