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Any stranger?

God, I missed you. I missed you too. I got offered a teaching position.

You and I could live together.

I can't. One sec.

Did my boyfriend return?

Uh, no.

You know how many people are reported missing each day in France?

I know where Tom got off the train. There was a door in the conductor's

Oh, the conductor is in the conference now. This is all getting quite dramatic.

His name is Marie Chiroux. He was hiding something, I could tell. The police are

either useless or corrupt.

Tread carefully, Miss Monroe.

You know Tom better than anyone.

Who has he been in touch with lately?

Uncle Brian. He's in London.

You probably know more than you realize.

It reminds me of you.

It

reminds

me of you.

Which way to go?

Hey, look at that.

What's that?

Well, pottery.

Maybe Greek.

It's probably been here for hundreds of years. It's so beautiful.

Here.

No, you keep it.

Why?

During those nights when you're in one far -flung corner of the earth and I'm

another, I want you to think of me with the same wonder and tenderness as you do

when you look at that piece of clay.

Maybe you'll find.

Excuse me. Hi.

My name is Alice Monroe, and I need help. My boyfriend, Tom Parker, he works

this charity, and he's missing.

Can someone help me? Can I speak to someone in charge?

Tom Parker? Yes, Tom Parker.

One moment, please. Thank you.

Alice? Yeah.

Hi.

I'm Alex Durant.

I've heard so much about you from Tom.

You have? You know Tom? Yes, of course. We used to work together in the field

before I became a student.

Metaphorically speaking.

What happened?

Um, Tom disappeared.

What do you mean he disappeared?

Okay, so he called here at SOS from Paris two days ago.

Do you know who?

He said he was talking to his uncle from England, but, like, why I don't know

why he would lie to me?

It's possible he was trying to call Jordan.

The weekend route calls through here, so you don't have to pay international

charges, but... I know he's coming here after vacation, so there's no need for

him to call him before.

We encourage our people to take a complete break when they're on holiday,

especially Tom, after what he's been through.

What do you mean?

How's he been since the incident?

What incident?

I'm sorry. I thought... What incident?

Okay.

I'm going to tell you this, but when Tom comes back all happy and healthy, I'd

prefer if you kept me out. Just tell me what happened, please.

It happened about nine months ago in Jordan.

There was this young boy named Malik, just eight years old, and

he lived in one of the camps where things were already hard. By that night,

got even worse.

His mom went into labor alone in the middle of the night. She was very sick,

no one to help her. So Malik ran for four miles.

all the way to where the SOS team was staying, and got Tom to drive them to

hospital.

The baby was delivered safely, but the mother's condition kept getting worse.

So, with his mom sick, Malik dropped out of school, scavenging for food.

He tried to take care of his family, and Tom saw what was happening.

And Tom being Tom, he promised Malik that if he went back to school, He would

make sure his family was taken care of.

But unfortunately, bandits

raided the camp.

They took women and children.

No one knew who had survived.

And Tom was upset.

He spent weeks searching for Malik and his family.

Eventually they found him.

The boy, alongside his mother and sisters, in a mass burial pit, 10 clicks

outside of the camp.

We all have our breaking point, and that was Thomas, at least I think it was.

But he didn't want to pack it in. We got him a counselor, we tried to give him

support, but something in him had shifted, yeah?

He disappeared, sometimes for days.

There have been discussions to take him out of the field, but he wasn't himself

anymore. He just seemed lost.

I don't think he ever really came back.

I just don't understand why he couldn't tell me himself.

The world is in crisis every minute of every day.

Our people here see enough depravity for a thousand lifetimes.

Sometimes it just gets unusable.

He just seems so normal in Paris.

But maybe that dose of normality was the thing that shook him.

But he'll show up. If it's not tomorrow, then soon. I'll call Jordan, and if he

contacts anyone there, I'll make sure they let me know.

Thank you.

Don't worry.

Alice will find him.

Thank you.

Hello? Hey, Helen, it's Alice.

Hello, Alice.

Has your boyfriend returned?

No, he hasn't. But does the name Aurelie mean anything to you? Is it a place in

Marseille?

Aurelie? Where did you find that?

I was looking in Tom's notebook and it was in there. Aurelie?

It could be anything or anyone.

Anything else in the notebook.

Not really. I was just on a post -it note. Okay.

Leave it with me.

I will look into it.

How do you know it's a boat?

Oh, I don't. It's a hunch.

Would you prefer it to be another woman?

Look around you.

What do you notice?

Men paint women's names on their boats to pretend those women are central to

their life.

And then they run away to sea with their buddies.

Et voila!

Anyone here?

Bonjour.

Hello. Y a quelqu 'un?

Well, what are we going to do?

What the heck?

What? Oh.

Every good journalist carries them.

Oh, my God. Kids, look out.

Is it his?

Ali? Ali?

It's Uncle Brian. He's in London.

It's Uncle Brian.

He's in London.

When were you going to tell me about that?

I was wondering when you'd notice.

He may be useless with cars, but he could talk a dog of a meter.

I came as soon as I could.

Hi.

Yeah, I spoke to Jordan.

You were, right?

Tom did make a call on Thursday morning.

And? He wanted to be put through to one of his colleagues.

There's no easy way to hide it.

No, I met her, actually.

That...

That woman that you're... Were... Were they... Are they...

It's really not my place to speculate.

Come on.

He's not thinking rationally.

So?

What happens now?

My goddess, she will show up somewhere, or makes contact with someone in the

next 48 hours, and then you both need to decide what happens next.

If I were you, I would go to all.

Go to all.

There's no need to hang around in my cell.

If it turns up, you'll be the first one to know.

Okay?

That is, um, I wish I had better news. I'm sorry.

No, it's okay. You've been very kind to me. Thank you.

Call me for Ma, yeah?

If you need anything at all.

Who's that?

I invited him.

Hi. Hi.

Tom. Rafik.

Okay. You came.

Well, one thing I learned living here, if an attractive woman invites you to a

party on a Friday night, you go.

I kinda want you to show me your world.

Michael.

We're totally illegal, you know.

We get caught.

What? Well, I could get fired.

What's that man back there, your boss?

I think your job is safe.

Really?

Come on, let's go.

This was built by the Nefertians.

Oh, so was that 9th century? 4th century.

AD? BC.

BC.

Did you say the Nephiteans? Oh, you didn't hear me? No.

Oh, now you know.

That's what I went with. Yeah, sure.

You know, it actually flourished due to trade routes, incense, spices, silks,

and of course its gorgeous rock -cut architecture.

It was annexed by the Romans and fell into total disrepair.

By the time the earthquakes hit in the 6th century, entire infrastructure was

basically destroyed.

So when the Ottomans got here, they didn't know what to do with it.

You just kind of left it as if

that interesting to you. Very.

Excusez -moi.

Excusez -moi.

I need help.

Please.

Jean. What?

In English.

Him?

No. Okay, I'm looking for Maurice Giroux. Is he around here?

Maurice?

I'm sorry. He left around an hour ago.

Do you know where I could find him?

Why?

It's personal.

Do you have an address or a number or something? I'm afraid I can't give this

address to a stranger, but how do you know Maurice Giroux? I don't. He was the

conductor on a train I took recently, and I need to tell him.

Yeah, okay.

I'm sorry, mademoiselle.

I can't just give out his address, you understand?

Yeah, of course.

months ago. It wasn't a big deal, kind of casual, but now it is a big deal

because I'm pregnant with Maurice's child. I need to speak to him right now.

I'm

sorry

about my colleague, sorry.

Of course, I give you his address.

Thank you. Sorry.

Good.

What? What?

Get out of my

way.

You can tell she never held it.

Yeah, you can tell.

It's like that when you love someone.

It's like that when you don't have confidence.

What are you doing?

I'm

calling

the police!

You hear me? Are you deaf? Go on, get out of here!

Piss off in the place of the brain.

You talk to me again like that and I'll stick you in a column. Not again!

I'll call your mother.

Hello? Hello?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh,

shit.

Oh, my God. No, no, no, no, no.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Wait, wait, wait. Hold on. It's OK. I know. What did you say?

Where did the girl go?

Don't worry, I'll take care of you.

It's not a matter of policies. It's a matter of marketing.

When did you get the cynical?

Excuse me, ma 'am.

Something has happened. I need to see you right away.

Alyssa, is everything okay? I thought you'd left.

No, no, it's not. I just went to see the conductor, the one from Tom's train.

And when I got there, he was dead. He was dead.

He was dead.

Slow down, okay? Are you okay?

Yeah, I saw the man who did it.

What man? He was very muscular. He had very dark hair with, like, a bun.

Where are you?

I'm at the Hotel Perron, room 218.

Okay, I'm coming. Okay, thank you.

She saw you.

She's at Hotel Room 218.

Go there, now.

What? I was right about the conductor.

What? I went to his apartment, but when I got there, he was already dead.

Someone slit his throat.

Who have you spoken to?

Um, just one person from Tom's charity. Coming actually to meet me right now.

Alice, which hotel?

Which hotel are you staying at?

Her own. I'm coming now.

Do not speak to anyone.

You hear me? Do not speak to anyone.

Delivery.

I have a delivery for Alice Monroe.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Okay. I'm having a panic attack. Please.

Oh, my God. Please, please, slowly.

Oh, my God. You're safe, honey.

Mr. Rand.

The worst that there's to it?

Not answer.

No, he's been helping me. I cannot protect you if you do not want to be

protected.

Does he know which hotel you are staying at?

Yes, but he still knows.

I guess Inspector Drax knows of it. Okay, so at least one of them is trying

kill you.

I didn't tell you about SOS.

How do you know that's where Tom worked?

How do you know that's where Tom worked?

It's my job.

What is?

To do no see okay, you better start telling me some truths or I'm gonna call

back. Don't be so stupid Okay, don't be so please Some

got on the train because of me What I will explain what first

we need to go somewhere safe first Shit

my bags are at the train station, okay

Don't worry.

Let's go to the train station. Seriously, what is going on?

I'm something like a bête noire.

for a former lover.

The truth is, for the past six months, I've been investigating him.

On the train, I was following him.

Either he saw me or someone told him I was on it and he must have panicked and

got off.

Why on earth are you investigating him?

I believe Tom Parker runs one of the largest human trafficking operations in

Middle East.

Tom? Yes.

I have reason to believe. Oh, no. You are

so, so far off on this one. Tom would never, ever... Did you know he

kept a boat in Marseille?

So you knew about the boat? Yes, of course.

So you lied to me? No. I withheld the truth. That's very different.

I thought you were helping me.

I was investigating you.

Who do you work for?

Oh, I'm freelance.

Suits me better.

Yeah, when did they let you go?

Five years ago.

I'm not going to listen to any more of this nonsense. You don't know Tom at

I'm leaving.

Where to?

The police, obviously.

You told me only two people knew you were staying at Le Perron, right?

Durand and Drax.

So the question is, which one is trying to kill you?

If I had to choose, I would bet on Durand. He's too smooth, too polite,

Okay, no, no. Alex has been kind. He's been helpful.

Okay, so Drax.

Hmm. The city is packed with dirty cops. Maybe he plans to set you up for

Gérard's murder.

Oh, my God. This is insane.

There has to be a very simple explanation for all of this.

Explanation? For what?

A guy showing up at your door, ready to kill you? Give me a simple explanation

for that.

You have nowhere to go.

Thank you.