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Look through her things.

There's nothing here.

Who had access to the body?

My staff at the morgue. What's wrong?

I wanna know who's been in contact with the body

since they found her until now.

The chain of custody is in my office.

They called you Sister María, but you were Emma Durán.

Nobody is born a nun,

especially not someone like you.

You never had control over your life.

Someone else always did.

He recruited you in Bogotá, offering you work in Spain.

For months, you danced and sold your body for him at El Paraíso Star,

the most notorious brothel in Marbella.

His name is Aníbal Ledesma,

and he's the worst thing that will happen to you.

There you met Kimmy.

The veteran, the one who lasted the longest.

She introduced you to that world and taught you all the rules.

And you learned quickly.

You and Kimmy shared the roof Aníbal gave you.

And your friendship started to grow.

Until he became wild about you and promised you'd be his princess.

And for five years… you were.

You believed the fairy tale.

When they bust him for drug trafficking and he serves six months in prison,

you stand by his side and take care of El Paraíso.

When he gets out,

you finally feel you're in the position you thought you deserved.

But you were wrong.

Kimmy had warned you about his temperament.

And the spell is broken.

Think I'm gonna put up with this shit forever?

You think I'm gonna put up with this fucking shit?

He drags you down into his hell.

Until you can't take it any more.

So you escape and take a secret with you.

A secret you'll take to the grave.

You should save her, but you believe you have no choice…

…and leave her helpless.

SANTA CATARINA BOARDING SCHOOL

You run and find the only person who can bury the past.

Please, I beg you.

You beg her.

I've nowhere else to go. Please!

And you get another chance.

You'll be reborn.

On the outside, you'll become someone better than you were.

But you know you're still you.

You burn inside.

But you find out how to have everything.

The best of Emma,

and the best of María.

It isn't easy,

because the worst part of you is still there, rotting everything.

FORGIVE ME

Nobody is born a nun…

especially not someone like you.

We don't know who she is or the identity of her murderer,

but right now we think she was pushed.

I've never seen her.

And this woman, do you know her?

I don't.

Do you have any connection with Santa Catarina Boarding School?

- No, never heard of it. - And you?

Me neither.

Do your children go to Sunday school?

No, they're my children. Not his.

Mara's my sister-in-law. My brother died some years ago.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, why are you asking all these questions?

The victim was a nun from Santa Catarina.

On Saturday, just two days before she died,

someone called her from the telephone line in your house.

My phone?

Maybe my kids dialed wrong?

The call lasted six minutes.

It definitely wasn't a mistake.

It must be, I'm sorry.

Do you come over here often, Mr. Vidal?

- When I look after the kids, that's all. - Were you with them last Saturday?

Mat isn't their babysitter, that's Carla.

- She was with the boys on Saturday. - Last name?

Solá.

Thank you for your time.

If you think of anything, you have my card.

I'll going to get the kids moving or we'll be late to school.

Where's Olivia?

I'm the one who asks the questions. What did you tell her?

- I said nothing. - All the better for Olivia.

From now on, do not try to contact her. Are we clear?

Where are you going? No, I need to talk to her!

Please! Hey!

Hey! Stop! Come here!

Hey!

- What's wrong? - Look at him.

He's nothing but trouble.

I don't know how he has the balls to just stroll around here.

Don't you know?

I heard the other day he wants to buy that house over there.

CARLA MARA'S SITTER

Hi, this is Carla. Leave a message.

This is Detective Ortiz. Call me when you get this message. It's important.

The prints we found on the car. Nothing.

The nun's supposed murderer has no police record.

At least not in Spain.

How long to find out if he's been booked in another country?

In all of Europe?

- We could know today or tomorrow. - Make it today.

Detective Ortiz?

Hugo Navarro.

Do I know you?

I'm familiar with Mateo Vidal. I know you've been talking to him.

I'm a neighbor of Mara Bernal, his sister-in-law. I saw you...

Did she give you my card?

I have a good friend with the police who helped me find you.

Can you give me a few minutes? Please.

It's important.

If that fucker does anything to her, I swear I'll...

Calm down.

I've been looking into this and we'll find her.

Olivia paid 32 euros for a taxi after you left her at the airport.

And we know she's at a hotel. In room 2507.

Look at this.

These are all the hotels she could possibly get to for that fare.

But only these have a room 2507.

I've called them all, but there's no Ibai Sáez.

Obviously, he could have booked the room.

I'll get recordings from the security cameras.

There has to be footage of Olivia

or those guys entering one of these hotels.

What are you doing?

- Is this one Olivia's? - Yeah.

Let's look at your wife's search history. It may help us find something.

Help us with what?

Mat, she's hiding something.

It could be anything.

The judge ruled involuntary manslaughter but he wasn't in that fight.

I was. And Mat was after Dani. He did it.

And I bet he wasn't honest with you this morning.

- He's hiding something. - Why do you think that?

Just after you left, I saw him running after a gray car.

I asked my friend to look up the license plate for me and…

The statement.

Yesterday, the same car tried to run him over.

According to witnesses,

the driver got out of the car and threatened Vidal with a gun,

but he told the police he doesn't remember it.

He doesn't remember anything.

A very convenient time to get amnesia, don't you think?

Yes.

Does this policeman friend of yours have a habit of leaking information

that belongs to the police?

No.

Of course not.

He only helped because he knows Mat's dangerous.

Yeah.

On Saturday, you were with Mara Bernal's children in their home.

Did you call Santa Catarina?

Carla, relax, nothing's gonna happen to you.

I didn't make that call.

So, did the kids make it?

I wasn't with them.

I'm in the middle of my exams right now.

Mara doesn't know. I don't want her to look for another babysitter.

I need that job.

On Saturday, I asked him to cover for me.

Who did?

Who was with the kids?

Come on, Carla, help us.

Mat.

Okay, done. This is what I got.

Nutrition and pregnancy.

First trimester. Checking the weather.

She searched a name, Rodrigo Gallardo.

"Rodrigo Gallardo."

He's a retired cop.

You want to see this?

It can't be.

It makes no sense. She can't have anything to do with him.

Someone searched his name on here.

Mat, have you used this computer?

Can you order me sushi while I shower?

Oh, wait, I can't. I keep forgetting! It's raw fish.

Mat, I have the feed from the security camera.

I guess we could also call and just ask for Rodrigo Gallardo,

but being an ex-cop, it might arouse suspicion

and we could lose him.

We better not take the risk, right? Mat?

Mat?

Are you listening to me, Mat?

Mat?

Now we know why she locked herself in.

Lorena.

Vidal hasn't ever called the boarding school from his cell phone.

He's had zero problems with the law since he got out of jail.

He's a partner at his brother Ismael Vidal's law firm.

- Ismael died of a stroke in 2014. - Anything else?

He's been living with Olivia Costa for the last seven years.

She works as a consultant. She's also clean.

We have nothing linking Vidal to the school or the nun.

The only thing tying him to the victim is being at his sister-in-law's

when the call was made.

Call the Corrections Department.

Why?

I want to compare Vidal's prints with the suspect's.

They're the only ones that have them.

He went directly to trial after pushing Daniel Vera and killing him.

- We need to get all the info we can. - Maybe she can help us.

- Sonia Miralles. - Daniel Vera's mother?

Exactly. Vidal's phone records reveal

that the two of them have been speaking every week for years.

Yeah, I know. It's fucking weird. I don't know what their deal is,

but Sonia Miralles must know Mateo Vidal well.

- Mr. Vera? - Yes.

Detective Ortiz.

- All right. - Is your wife home?

Yes. Please come in.

Do you regularly meet with Mr. Vidal?

We meet at the National Museum of Art.

- When was the last time you saw him? - Yesterday. Two times.

The first time at the museum.

Then he called me,

and we met again.

Problems with his relationship.

Is that what you usually talk about?

We talk about everything.

But mainly about Dani.

It's good for me. It's…

It's like therapy.

Do you know this woman?

Could you link her to Mateo Vidal?

No, I don't know her.

Yesterday, this woman was found dead.

She fell from a fourth floor.

She was a nun at Santa Catarina Boarding School.

Do you know if Vidal has any connections with that institution?

You suspect Mateo Vidal is involved?

All we have is a call to the victim two days before she died.

- We think he called her. - So he has something to do with it.

Didn't I tell you he was dodgy?

You made me go see him in prison, he was whining and you believed him.

When was that?

At the beginning of his sentence.

He kept repeating that he was so sorry,

that he wished it'd been him, not Dani.

I swear if I could exchange my life for your son's, I would.

He said he needed us to forgive him.

He took him away

and he tries to fix it by asking for forgiveness.

Don't you dare say his name! Don't you compare yourself.

Calm the fuck down!

Or we'll have to ask you to leave.

Sorry. Excuse us.

Well, he can't. Sorry isn't enough.

And he only got four years in prison. Those were no use, right?

What do you mean, exactly?

You don't know what happened to the inmate in that son of a bitch's block?

- Jaime, please. - No?

His name was…

Manuel Romero.

I remember it perfectly.

He ended up with a broken neck, like my son,

and he fell to the courtyard right by the cell of Mateo Vidal.

It was filed as an accident.

Ask the inmates what they remember about Mateo Vidal.

Everything in order?

Sorry to bother you.

- Carlos, it's not a good time. - There's something going on.

Two SCU agents searched everything.

- They came in and took the nun's body. - Assholes!

Our Lady of the Cleavage was hiding something big.

The government is paying for her cremation.

What do you mean they're cremating her?

- Excuse me. - Yes?

- There are other people in line. - Yes.

Carlos, I'll call you back.

- Which inmate have you come to see? - Roberto Aranda.

The two of you shared a cell. What can you tell me about him?

I'm assuming he's in trouble, right?

And whatever I know could make it worse.

That depends on what you know.

What can you tell me about this?

INMATE DIES IN PRISON

What do you want? The real or official version?

I already know the official version.

So, let's see. Come on. A guy like Romero dying like that?

Breaking his neck in such a stupid way?

- Do you think Vidal did something? - I don't know.

What I do know is that when Mateo Vidal stepped in here

he couldn't kill a fucking fly.

But after that bastard died,

nobody laid a fucking finger on him again.

What was Vidal's relationship with the deceased?

Well, Romero liked to mess with the rookies.

Make that shine, huh? Come on. Make it shine.

But this time, he went against someone different.

And Vidal fucked it up. He did something he shouldn't have.

He broke a rule.

You see, there's a fucking hierarchy here in prison and you can't fuck with it.

Where are you going?

- You can't read here. - A bookworm too?

And, of course, Romero would never forgive that.

Don't walk away.

- Surprise! - What are you reading, princess?

Look at the professor.

Take him down.

But Vidal didn't chicken out.

On the contrary.

Four years in here can really change you.

He worked out,

got strong, gained muscle.

Then Romero made a mistake.

He assumed the muscles were just for show.

Leaving, little shit? Going for a walk?

Oops. These are the cigarettes I lost.

Give me my fucking smokes back!

- What are you doing, man? - Those are mine.

What are you doing, asshole?

Ahh!

The only logical conclusion

is that Mateo Vidal is the one who pushed him.

Do you know if Vidal had any connection to this woman?

Why is she dressed like a nun?

- Do you know her? - Do I know her? Everybody knows her.

She had a great ass.

One of those that make you think, "She must shit candy."

She was another inmate's girl.

He did some time with us.

Come here, pretty!

Ledesma. Aníbal Ledesma.

Aníbal Ledesma?

He and Mateo Vidal served time together?

Yeah.

So Vidal could have possibly met Aníbal's girlfriend.

- Lorena. - Crespo, how are we on the prints?

- There's more to Vidal than it seems. - I'm on it.

That gun isn't Olivia's.

Then who hid it in the wall and why?

Maybe the guy from the video.

- Or the prick who ran me over. - Why?

I don't know, but there must be a fucking explanation.

The simplest one is that if it's not Olivia's, then it's yours.

Hide the gun.

You lied to me this morning. You knew the victim from the school.

She was Aníbal Ledesma's girlfriend.

Who's Aníbal Ledesma?

An inmate who served time in the same block as you.

I don't remember either of them. In prison, I deliberately kept to myself.

Your nephews' babysitter says you were at your sister-in-law's

when the call was made. Not her.

It'll be our secret.

I also know someone tried to run you over

and threatened you with a gun.

According to you, you don't remember, so you didn't file a report.

A witness confirmed this morning at your sister-in-law's house,

you confronted the same driver that tried to run you over.

- What witness? Who? - I can't tell you that.

If you don't want more trouble, you'd better tell me

- what the fuck's going... - Nothing's going on.

Who are you?

I don't need to answer that. Neither does he.

Mr. Vidal, I'm trying to make things easier for you.

Are you going to arrest him or not?

I've heard enough.

Mat, tell me the truth or you'll never see me again.

Did you know the dead nun?

No.

- Did you call the boarding school? - No.

If you weren't Isma's brother, I would've already quit.

I'll call you if I find anything on the security cameras.

We still have no leads, Colonel Prieto.

If someone gets their hands on those tapes before we do, heads will roll.

Tonight, I fly to Madrid. I can't return empty-handed,

or the Minister won't leave us alone.

Zoe Flament, Private Investigator.

Got a police record for hacking, but didn't go to prison.

- Guess who her lawyer was? - Mateo Vidal.

His brother, Ismael.

She's either in this with Vidal or protecting him.

- Have we gotten his prints yet? - Not yet.

I'm hassling the Corrections Department every five minutes.

Keep doing it. We need that fingerprint.

Yes, yes.

Of course.

There will be no problems. Thank you.

Mateo Vidal. Four years for manslaughter.

He might've killed another inmate, but no one looked into it.

He lied about meeting her this morning.

She has a tattoo for her partner, Aníbal Ledesma,

who served time in the same block and the same time as him.

We'll soon have his fingerprints, which will probably match the suspect.

I'd like to follow Vidal to find out what's going on rather than arrest him.

Crespo, close the door.

Please.

I've asked for a list of all the visitors Ledesma had in prison.

We'll find out the nun's real identity today.

Your stubbornness is not gonna cost me my job, Ortiz.

Get it?

Well, I can cancel the request for the visitor list.

But how can I leave this unfinished when we're this close to the killer?

'Cause I got a call from Amanda Prieto, Colonel of the SCU.

That nun's death is their business.

They've been looking for her for the past ten years.

The colonel doesn't want us to interfere. You won't get anything you asked for.

Shelve the case and move on to something else.

Understood?

Mat, I haven't found anything yet, but I spoke to my police contact.

I know who pointed them in your direction.

- Who? - Honey, you want lunch?

Yes, give me a sec.

Do you know someone named Hugo Navarro?

He lives across from your sister-in-law.

What does he have against you?

Mat?

Mat, are you there?

If you find Olivia, let me know.

You son of a bitch, I'll break your fucking face!

Marcos was the last one to come outside…

- You won again. - As usual.

What the hell are you doing at my house?

I know it was you.

What are you talking about?

I know you called the police and tried to blame this on me.

- I just told them what I saw. - What did you see? You know shit.

You trying to fuck up my life again?

Look at me, I asked you a question. Look at me!

People still remember what happened to Dani.

Coming back was a bad idea.

People don't know what really happened. What you left out at the trial.

Wherever you go, you cause trouble, right?

Like your family? Causing a mess too?

Mat! Mat!

Don't screw with me.

What's your deal?

You're no better than him.

Are you okay?

What's wrong?

Bring me a bag.

Why?

Thank you.

Wow!

Yes?

What's going on?

Are you leaving?

Just to clear my head.

I should have told you about it. That I was seeing Mat.

- I'm sorry. - I already knew.

You did?

I thought that you were cheating.

I wish the detective had told me you were having an affair.

The detective?

But… why?

Why didn't you ask me about it?

Why didn't you at least tell me you disapproved?

Of what?

Of…

me talking to him.

- Uh... - You didn't do anything wrong that day.

Neither did you.

There'll be lots of chances to see Muse or whoever,

but there's only one graduation party.

- I pushed Dani to go to that party. - No.

You can't carry that around with you, Jaime.

You can't.

But I didn't push him to the ground.

Neither Mat nor you wanted that to happen.

- It was an accident. - No, no, no, he was killed!

Sonia.

He pushed him to kill him. He broke his neck.

I hate that fucking bastard.

And you meet with him.

Excuse me, sister.

There are two men who want to speak to you.

Irene Baltierre?

What's this?

We'll start our search in the deceased's bedroom,

but as you can see, we do have the judge's permission

to turn this building upside down if necessary.

Why is that? What are you looking for?

EMMA DURÁN MAZAS BORN JULY 18TH, 1981, BOGOTÁ

GODPARENTS: DAVID MARGALEF AND IRENE BALTIERRE

You recognize these documents, right?

Sister Marta, would you mind leaving us alone for a moment?

I'll walk you out.

The fact that we found your name on the deceased's baptism certificate

is no coincidence.

But if that isn't enough motivation for you to cooperate with us,

we could always discuss the interesting relationship

between the FARCand Emma Durán's mother.

And about what you were doing in Colombia

around the time of her birth…

sister.

- Sister. - Emma!

- Why are you here? - I need you to help me again.

What's wrong?

This time I'm in big trouble.

I hadn't seen her in 20 years.

When she came to me, she swore her life depended on me helping her.

I told her

I needed to know the truth before I could take her in.

So she told you?

Never.

And even so, you let her in.

I owed it to her mother.

And she never mentioned to you anything about any tapes?

No, I've already told you. I don't know anything about any tapes.

Whoever killed her was looking for them

and didn't find them.

And I'm afraid they won't stop.

If you don't help us, Emma will be the first victim of many.

One of them could be you.

When she first came here, she asked me to keep this for her.

She said it was her life insurance.

"World Wide Savings."

A high security bank.

TELECOMMS PARTY

I've been waiting for this concert for a year.

There's only one graduation party.

Dad, I'm not sucking up to Marcos just for a job in his company.

He's a scumbag who's always getting into fights. No.

Oh!

Wow! Dude!

Imagine arriving at the party in that car.

Make your papa happy, come on.

What's going on here?

Thank you. Thank you.

Why are you here?

I don't mean to bother you but I've got something that may help.

With Mat.

My friend told me you're investigating him over the death of a nun,

but that only the Justice Department has his prints.

Because you didn't open a file, they're not letting you access them.

I have them.

Good night.

NATIONAL POLICE FORCE FINGERPRINT REGISTER

NO MATCH

It's not him. Mateo Vidal is innocent.

Come on.

Can we go home now, please?

Everything all right, guys?

All good.

Yeah, fine.

Have a good night, Chief!

Mat, no!

Lorena, don't do it, please.

Lorena.

Lorena!

Hello?

He's just left, but I can call him on his cell phone.

Perfect. Thank you.

It's from the British police.

The print from the car belongs to a retired Spanish police officer.

They arrested him in 2011 for drunk driving in Gibraltar.

The nun's killer is none other than Rodrigo Gallardo.

- Hello? - I'll pick you up in ten minutes.

Pick me up? Where are we going?

To get Olivia.

- Hello? - It's me, where are you?

Heading to my house.

We found Rodrigo Gallardo.

Where at?

Hyatt Hotel, good evening. How may I help you?

Hey. I'd like to speak with room 2507, please.

I'll transfer you.

Yes?

Who is this?

- He's in the room. - I'll go with you.

Mat,

he's dangerous.

Put this in your pocket, just in case. So I can hear everything.

- Welcome to World Wide Savings. - Good evening.

- SCU. We spoke just a moment ago. - Good evening.

A beat patrol car found him.

Open the door.

If you don't open this fucking door right now, I'm gonna call the police.

Shh!

None of us wants the police here, do we?

Come on in.

Come in.

Olivia!

Shit.

Ma'am!

Hold on!

Hold on! Ma'am!

Mat?

Mat! It's Zoe.

Mat! Come on, open the door!

Hey, ma'am! Stop!

Give me the card.

Hello? Hello? Who's there?

Mat! Hello?

Open the door! Open up!

Open up!

What are you doing? Open the fucking door right now!

Open up!

Where's Mat?