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Corinthians 3:13:

"Their work will be shown for what it is because the day will bring it to light."

It will be revealed with fire.

"The fire will test the quality of each person's work."

JUDICIAL POLICE

Sir.

Is this your daughter's?

Chief!

- Did you find anything? - Good job.

Alma, no, please.

- Take pictures. - Calm down.

Alma.

No.

The last chat with your daughter was on the 16th.

Animus disappeared after that date.

Let's see. Check the IP address.

Santo Domingo neighborhood.

The same as the suspect's.

I want to go there.

Yes, sir.

Leonardo, do they know anything?

No.

Where are you going?

Stay here.

- I have to go with you. - Don't follow me, damn it!

The case was closed, officially.

But suddenly, out of nowhere, I got orders from above,

asking me to help Judge Solares in a classified inquiry.

What type of help?

I was not given details or told what it was about.

It wasn't until I got here that I realized it was an exhumation.

- What did you find? - What do you think?

Nothing!

- What do you mean nothing? - Nothing.

- I was at Brenda's funeral, I saw when... - It was removed.

Somebody exhumed the body before we did.

And do you have a suspect?

That's why I wanted to talk to you.

Your brother Leonardo made it very clear

that nobody could know about the exhumation.

Highly sensitive information.

Do you know what that means?

At the beginning,

I thought it was a matter of national security.

- Or... - Or that they're covering for a big shot.

Who the fuck for?

I'll leave that problem to you.

I just wanted to tell you so that you stop digging around this case.

"And if we bite each other,"

the pain is sweet.

And if we drown

in a brief and terrible simultaneous absorption of breath,

"that instantaneous death is beautiful."

Do you copy, Judge?

What's going on?

Where is she?

More.

You know what? Pick him up.

I'm going to kill you, motherfucker!

I'm going to burst your balls, you son of a bitch.

No, please.

- Please. - Dad!

Please.

What the hell is wrong with you?

No, Zoe.

You, more than anyone, need to see a fucking psychiatrist.

You're sick, Leonardo!

Understand, Zoe, we were desperate. You disappeared without telling us

- and we didn't hear from you. - For the fucking thousandth time,

my cell phone stopped working,

I don't know your damn numbers,

and if I came back, I would get killed on the highway because it was pouring!

Can you imagine the night we had

thinking about everything that could happen to you?

Nothing happened!

I went on a picnic! On a fucking picnic, Mom!

I don't know what went through your damn sick minds,

- but I went on a picnic. - Shut up, Zoe.

No, I won't shut up.

Look at the fucking mess you made!

- You also hacked my computer? - Go to your room!

Do you know that's invasion of privacy?

- Go to your room! - Make me.

Go up to your room and don't come down until I order you to, you hear me?

What? You're fucking kidding me.

I'm warning you, Zoe.

You'll never see that asshole ever again.

That asshole is my boyfriend.

And I warn you, if Darío sues you for police brutality,

I'll be the first to testify in his favor.

Zoe.

- What do you want? - Go to your room!

Go to hell.

Leonardo.

We can't forbid her to see Darío without explaining why.

What you just did will only make her hang onto him.

So?

Does that worry you?

I'll pretend I didn't hear you.

Why, Alma? Why did you go looking for him?

You wanted to make sure that you're still the only woman in his life?

I won't fall for your provocations, Leonardo.

You love him that much?

You fell in love so deeply?

Fuck, the only thing that matters to me

is keeping him away from Zoe, don't you get it?

What do you suggest?

That we tell her:

"Zoe,

the bastard with whom you ran away...

"also fucked your mom."

Yes.

I want to tell her the whole truth,

however painful. Yes.

- Alma, you're crazy. - No, Leonardo, I'm not crazy.

But we got to this point

because of my lies and half-truths, and I want to take this matter to court.

What the fuck do you mean?

That I want an investigation done about Darío's father,

about Brenda's death. I want everything investigated.

- Do you understand? - No fucking way!

That's the last thing that we'll do.

I don't understand you, I don't understand. What do you mean?

Leonardo, I've known you for over 20 years.

You're the most ethical, professional and incorruptible man

I've ever met, and you're asking me

to do something that's completely illegal?

I know perfectly well

why I say and why I do things.

If Esteban said that, I'd understand, but I don't believe it coming from you.

Fuck, Alma!

Don't ask me to think in a professional, ethical and incorruptible way!

Do you know what kind of superhuman effort I'm making to not go crazy?

To not say "To hell with everything," to not shoot myself in the head,

to not kill...?

Alma...

I'm falling apart inside.

My family is going down the drain.

Leonardo.

Please, Alma.

Don't ask me to destroy my career as well...

by making it public...

that my wife...

and my daughter...

were fucked by the same guy...

who only did it to get even with me.

Please, Alma.

Thank you.

Oh.

Fuck.

My parents are going to kill me, dude.

Relax. I'm sure that when you explain what happened,

they'll thank you for not going back.

I don't think so.

Do you regret coming?

No.

I'm crazy about you.

Sorry.

It's just that it still hurts.

It's okay.

We'll just sleep.

Yes?

Thank you.

Surprise!

NAME: BRENDA CASTILLO TREJO

CAUSE: SUICIDE

So?

Do you like my evil plan?

Darío!

Pick him up!

I'm going to kill you, motherfucker!

Brenda.

Nothing is what it seems.

Come here.

Calm down!

- Shit, you scared me! - It's me.

- Calm down. - I thought you were him.

I'm going crazy.

I'm sorry I came looking for you here, but I couldn't go to your house.

There's something you need to know.

I told him everything.

Who? Darío?

- Leonardo. - What?

- Leonardo knows everything about Darío. - Why?

- Because he was... - Is there somewhere we can talk?

- Yes, follow me. - We need to talk.

Fuck!

Dude, they crossed the fucking line.

I literally had to escape from the guard

that my dad put outside my house.

Come on, Zoe. What did you expect?

They tapped my phone, the computer...

They mobilized the police big time!

And my psychopathic father almost shot Darío in the balls.

Darío.

That's the mechanic's name?

What?

That's what you care about?

You have to understand, dude!

Your mom was really worried, and so was I.

I didn't know if we'd find you chopped up in the fucking woods!

Come on, Karina!

If you keep dating that asshole, find another idiot

to cover for you, because I won't.

Really?

Leonardo, are you okay?

Leave.

No!

No.

What is this?

What were you doing?

No.

What were you thinking?

What the hell were you going to do?

Leave me alone.

Answer me!

- Does it have anything to do with this? - No.

Brenda has nothing to do with this.

- Leave me alone. - What's wrong with you, Leonardo?

What's happening?

- What's wrong. Are you okay? - Nothing, I'm fine. Leave me alone.

- What's wrong? Should I call a doctor? - No!

- Then what do I do? What's wrong? - Leave me alone.

- Leave me alone. - You need to tell me something, Leonardo.

Tell me something, please. What's happening?

- If you don't tell me something... - Leave me alone!

The only thing that I want...

is to be fucking left alone.

Why did you do such a stupid thing?

I already told you. Because Zoe could be affected.

Shit! Leonardo didn't have to know.

What's wrong?

The situation is worse than we imagined.

What do you mean?

You have to see this.

Fine, if you don't want to talk to me, don't,

but you have to talk to your psychiatrist, with your best friend,

- with whomever you want... - Leave me alone, Edith.

Leonardo, you cannot leave like that. Look at you.

Leave me alone, I said.

Not until you tell me what's wrong.

Leonardo.

What the fuck do you want me to tell you, Edith?

That my wife is cheating on me?

That I'm about to explode?

Leonardo, are you okay?

Leonardo!

Leonardo, what's wrong?

- Help! An ambulance, please! - Judge!

So, it was not Darío?

He came in and left 15 minutes later.

Why didn't you tell me before, Esteban? All this time I thought Darío killed...

Please!

There's something else.

- Judge! - Leonardo, what's wrong?

Leonardo, are you okay? Leonardo!

- Judge! - Leonardo!

- Can you hear me, Judge? - Leonardo!

Who is that?

Leonardo?

No.

An ambulance, please!

Leonardo!

Call an ambulance!

Leonardo!

Leonardo!