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The warrant.

Oh, this is just surface,
squeezy clean and perfect.

And what we're looking for
is in here somewhere.

We found these in a hidden
safe in his workplace.

Hadi Mansour?

Here, you and Kamal.

Here, you and Kamal and Sana.

i've got nothing to say about it.

This Hadi Mansour is not
giving up anything.

So, right now, Fionn Brannigan

is all we've got
to stop this bomb.

I don't have you down
as a class of terrorist, Fionn.

I think you lay down with dogs

and got up with more
than you can handle.

If they find
this other thing,

I go to jail
for a really long time.

I need you to destroy it.

They caught me, the guards.

It's a declaration of trust.

And I need you
to get me out of here unseen.

- Siobhan... The hard drive.
- They didn't get it.

They've done it, James.
They've suspended my licence.

Hey, they're just
following protocol.

I have an ear I can bend.

I think I might have
put you in danger.

- What sort of danger?
- He's here, Emer.

He's handing himself in.

Something's not right.
He's not here.

He was going
to take a deal?

It's what the sister says.
You can ask for yourself.

She's still here.
What do you think he has?

We think he's laundering

and crossed paths
somehow with the bombers.

We think he wants
to give us that connection.

Does it look like
someone got to him

or he changed
his mind and run?

No sign of foul play.

No one entered the airport
who wasn't already

on a passenger
or staff list.

Most likely, he went over the
fence. We're looking at that.

Can I take your bag?

What about
outbound flights?

Well, two in the time frame.
One to Charleroi.

We had it searched
on landing, nothing.

And the other is a private
plane to Tangiers.

Where he could
get beyond extradition.

Yeah. Yeah, this is
where he was last seen.

His sister left him there to get
her husband and the police.

Any crew here that worked
for any of his companies?

Could have
helped him get out?

Vince is on that.

And the contact list
his sister gave us.

Follow me.

What about the pilot
that brought him here?

Admitted to smuggling him
on the cargo plane.

Says he was threatened
with his job if he didn't.

Ha! He'll be losing
a lot more than that now.

We think he had help
getting to the airport.

We're tracing that car.

This is what
I want to show you.

The fence wire
is pushed down.

Hard to tell if it's even recent
and nowhere to lift a print.

But he definitely
could have gone over it.

If you come out
of the hangar,

it's the first place
you'd try to hop.

Good blind spot.

Yeah, and the camera
is facing outwards.

Yes, set up to get people
breaking in, not out.

Also in his favour.

He could be out
there now running?

We have search parties
and road checks for miles.

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Episode 4

Nothing yet.

Mrs. Melnick.
This is Detective Sergeant Emer Berry

from Ireland's
Criminal Assets Bureau.

Why are CAB here?
We're looking for my brother.

Yeah, Well, CAB got the information
that can help us do that.

Why did he come here to you,
Mrs Melnick?

He wasn't making
much sense.

He... Hmm...

He said he was in danger

and it would be
safer for him

to talk to the police
and leave me out of it.

He was coked
to the gills.

I thought it was
mostly paranoia.

Did he gave you any indication
what he wanted to tell us?

No. No idea.

I'd like to ask you again.

Are you sure your brother
didn't know Sana Retz?

He may have met her,
I don't remember.

The last time Fionn
was here was when?

Two months.

Sana was
in my employment then

but I don't remember
them meeting.

He came to my office for lunch.
Maybe then, but...

Why?

He owns the apartment
where she was murdered.

What?

Wait, Fionn
own the apartment?

I thought it was
this dealer...

Darren Reid
fronted the purchase

for your brother.

Wait, that's...

That's where the bomb was...

Fionn, he wouldn't have
any involvement in this.

No.

How often
does he come to Antwerp?

A couple
of times a year.

That's how
often we see him.

It's not the same as how often
he's here, I suppose.

You didn't know he had
acquired property here?

No. He'd know
I wouldn't be pleased.

A Look, it doesn't surprise me
that Fionn is on CAB's radar,

but this...

this sounds like
what he was running from.

He was really scared.

Please, just find him.

Well, that's what
we're trying to do. Thank you!

You think
she's telling us everything?

Her employee at the apartment,
her brother owns it.

She's been fully
cooperating.

And background checks
threw nothing up.

There is, however,
a line of enquiry into him.

James Melnick's law firm
represented a company

accused of shipping illegal
chemicals to Syria.

Isopropanol. Used in the
production of sarin nerve gas.

And the company
had no export licence.

He lost the case

and appears to have had no
contact with the company since.

That was seven
or eight years ago.

Yes?

Oke.

Plane to Tangiers just landed.
Four passengers.

One pilot, one crew.
They're all females.

Damn't

I want a fucking cigarette.

You smoke?

Trying to quit.
Got a patch.

Yeah. You're very calm.

I cheat. Got one
over here as well.

Do you have a spare?

Sure do.

Oh, thank you!

I've got gum too.

So maybe Fionn Brannigan
changed his mind. I wonder why.

I just don't want
to hear that more people

have been blown up
before we find him.

Yeah.

Been looking to that apartment
on the news all week.

It was owned
by your brother.

And how... how did he get
himself mixed up

with people
who blow people up?

You don't get?

How does Sana fit
into all of this?

Hmm? Ah! Pretty girl.

Catches his eye. Drugs?

He might be dead.

No...

No, he scrapes his way
out of everything.

I'm sure he knows
plenty of shady people

who can
help him run.

Plus he knows the airport.

If he was oke, he would've
called me or Siobhan by now.

It's only been a few hours.

I should have made him
come with me.

The state he was in.

No... Hey...

He'll be back.

He'll be back to give us plenty
more sleepless nights.

I'd take them.

You found something!
It better be good.

- We really need a break in this case.
- Yes, Boss.

Hadi Mansour did in fact meet Kamal
at the Virtual University of Hazezer...

during the Arab Spring.

- How did you find out?
- He told us everything.

- Good job, Vince.
- Yes

He also gave us access to his phone,
and that's not the best part...

Hadi, Kamal, and some
of their other friends..

use VPNs to access an encrypted platform
on the dark web.

They don't use it to read poems
to each other, Boss.

It's a cell, I'm sure of it.

Do we know who they are?

Within 24 hours, we'll know where in Antwerp
everyone on that platform is located.

He's still in three, right?

Yes.

Isn't it bit early for Salah?

Mecca is the other way.

And by the way, I'm an atheust.

I was just thinking things over.

Come on, get up

Ask me whatever you want,

I'll tell you everything you want to know.

What the fuck!

Hey!

What were you thinking?
That's not how we do things here.

He walked into a door,
look what we got out of it.

And maybe all of it is bullshit,
but now I have to go and raid homes.

Do you think that they will still want
to cooperate now?

Everthing that we've buit up
with their community is gone now.

Congratulations, well done.

Just get your stuff and go home.

I will report this,
Upstairs won't like it.

Stop him.

Stop him.

What are you doing?

I didn't do anything.

Sir...

The first suspects have been arrested
after the bomb attack in Antwerp.

The police are focusing their investigation
on the Muslim community.

This has lead to an unprecedented increase
in tension and fear within the community.

The police are intensifying their search.

The mosque in the city centre has been
defaced with anti-immigration slogan,

Muslim-owned shops, schools and
community centres have been vandalised.

Muslims are being verbally abused
and their windows have been smashed.

The police are asking anyone with more
information to call their anonymous tip line,

using this phone number.

- Yes?
- I have an appointment.

I phoned earlier. Thank you!

This Irish police again.

What? You fell out
with your Belgian partner?

How would I verify if these
come from the same source?

Read the accompanying
paperwork.

They're from the same mine.

You can tell,
just like that?

Hmm... Blue.

Both exposed to boron
during formation.

Rare.

Expensive.

And they have
the same shaped atoms.

Expressed
in their outward shape.

Round now because the edges
are worn, but look.

Twelve faces.

Everything comes
to the surface eventually.

To answer your question,
it is highly unlikely

that two people in Ireland have
these stones by coincidence.

Hang on, I didn't say...

You're not the first cop
to ever come in here.

To ask me about
illegal diamonds.

It happens all the time.

Have you seen this man?

His name
is Fionn Brannigan.

You, I remembered
straight off. Him, I never saw.

Looking is what I do.

But I tell you, these are
no good to him like this.

They have to be cut
and polished.

And they can't without
a Kimberly.

He needs someone disreputable
to do that and certify them.

And your friend has beautiful
laundered diamonds.

Someone like that is
who I'd be looking for.

Where?

Anywhere in the world with
an exploited work force

and a system open to bribes.

China, Russia,
India, Africa.

So anywhere?

That's a shame.
If you to go about it this way...

Yeah, yeah.

You're under review.

I don't want you to go
anywhere near those guys.

Come on, Boss. What are they saying?

The same thing, over and over again.

That they're friends who met at university.

They got their stories straight.

They didn't have any time to do that.

Have you ever considered
that they might be telling the truth?

What are they doing on the fucking dark web
if the're just a friend group?

That makes no sense.

Because we intercept everything
from their community, they feel targeted.

If we want, then all the evidence
would be against them.

Just go away.

Have you got anything
on the Audi?

CCTV footage
is a complete wash-out.

No match on either the guest
list or the staff list. Nothing.

And Emer, we can see the car
going out on to the road

then literally disappears.

Nothing on the next camera
in either direction.

We're probably chasing
our tails here but keep at it.

- Will do.
- Put Norah on.

She's not here yet.

Oke, talk to you later.

Double shot espresso.

Thought you might need it.

How are the boys?

Huge. I have
to scold upwards.

Ha! ha! Brian?

The way your team's been
in the headlines lately.

You didn't bring me here
to ask about my family.

I need to know everything
Revenue has on Brannigan.

Hmm! You know what we know.
You've seen what's in the files.

But what I really want
is what isn't in the files.

- What's in your head.
- What makes you think...

You wouldn't stop digging
on a scumbag that big.

He is scum.

Maybe posh scum
with a tan on a yacht,

but every penny is diddled out
of the Irish tax payer

so real scum.

What can you tell me?

Without clearance?

You think I don't know
why I'm here, Norah?

Sorry.

Sorry, but I really want
to get the little fucker.

The rules are the reason
we didn't get the little fucker.

We're too bloody slow.

We've had over a decade

ato recover what him and
his father hid from the State.

Revenue doesn't want
the real figure out there.

But the Brannigans
must have hidden 600 million.

Say 5% compound on that.

- Makes 400 millions tax free.
- Shit!

It's an obscene
amount of money.

I've hardly had the time.

I just can't break
through his books.

I really need a steer.

Oke.

- Surat.
- What?

Fionn Brannigan tried
to put three properties

beyond our reach at the time
his father topped himself.

We got two of them.

You wouldn't believe
what we had to go through

in Moscow
and in India.

Not just twists and turns,
but real threats

from Brannigan's
new found friends and partners.

But there was something in Surat
too that we didn't get.

He was traveling in and out
of there the whole time

and we don't know why.

You think that asset
is still there?

Something is.

Surat.

That's where
I'd be looking.

- Any word?
- No.

You look exhausted, Bibi.

You really need
to be here?

If I work,
I don't have to think.

What are you doing here?

I was on my way
to meet a client.

Thought I would drop in.

You're not just
doing admin, are you?

I saw your vans heading down
to the docks as I drove in.

I was going to tell you
last night but...

Richard got the suspension
lifted.

What?

You know him.
He always has to fix things.

He has to know
they're broken first.

It's just until the hearing.

Wait, you went
behind my back?

This is my area of the law

and you would rather
take his advice?

If I have to close
until the hearing

I could lose half my business.

If you bend the rules, Bibi,

you could lose
all your business.

Which is why I counselled
you as I did.

You hired an illegal, oke?
That isn't nothing.

These people can bring
their full weight down on you

if they want to.

I know them and
they're not going to like

you pulling their strings.

This could
really back fire.

James! James!

What should I do?

Ask my father.

Boss, come take a look
at the CCTV footage from last nigth.

Detective Sergeant Berry,
please come take a look at this.

This... This dark grey Volvo.

This is the road
behind the airport.

The hangar where
Fionn Brannigan was.

Nothing unusual.

Only the same car passes

at the exact same spot
nine minutes later,

but in the opposite direction.

But this is a no through road.

So there's nowhere to go
or come back from in that time.

So it stopped
and had business.

- Yes.
- Nine minutes.

That's enough time for him
to jump the fence

and that car to drive him away.

We picked it back up
on the airport road.

And we have much
better cameras there.

We have the licence plate.

And we have
the address.

Oke. Let's go.

Oh, Chief!
Forensics are here.

- Hi, Marianne.
- Yes, Hi.

Dr Marianna Baert,
Head of Forensics,

this is Detective
Sergeant Emer Berry.

Hi! From Ireland.
I heard about you. Welcome!

Christian, we have managed
to extract a sample of DNA

from the explosive device.

And Interpol have a match.

- The bomber?
- Yes.

But it doesn't make sense.

The match says he's Colombian.

He's what?

DNA from an explosion
is notoriously

difficult to extract.

Any sample
potentially contains DNA

from 15 different people.

But we rechecked
every step.

Colombian, you say?

Makes no sense at all.

Makes sense for him
blessing himself.

Narcotic-funded terrorism?

And the cartels aren't
exactly unknown here.

And drugs would link in with
Darren Reid and Fionn Brannigan.

Hold on, I thought
we were investigating...

an Islamic terrorist attack.

We're investigating
a terrorist attack.

Interpol have requested
the release of his particulars.

So the Colombian Ambassador
will be expecting you.

- Thank you!
- Let's go!

You're staying here,
go check that Volvo.

So, you've ruled out
ISIS then?

Doesn't smell right.

They haven't claimed it.
We have no Intel.

This cell just appeared
out of nowhere.

So either these guys
are dangerously good

or the men we hauled in

have absolutely
nothing to do with it.

I'm keeping
my options open.

Chief Inspector De Jong?

Detective Sergeant Berry.

Welcome!

My office has sent through
everything you asked for.

Let me know if you need
anything else.

Maybe something to eat?

- No, thank you.
- Oke. Bye!

Luis Eduardo Spinola.

Born in Bogota 1978.

Parole denied.

Two counts
of burglary, assault,

four counts
of armed robbery.

No drug related offences
and no known drug affiliations.

This guy doesn't seem to have
any connections to drugs at all.

Doesn't look right.

Because it's not.

It's not him.

See a huerca
Hung himself.

Spinola can't be
the Antwerp bomber.

He died in La Modelo
prison four weeks ago.

This fucking case.

What are we even doing here?

There must be a mix up.

Live in Antwerp
this evening.

We spoke to members
of the public voicing fears

that despite police's
questioning of four suspects

detained yesterday
in the 26th district,

no charges have yet
been brought.

Chief Inspector
Christian De Jong

of the Counter Terrorism Unit
has declined to comment.

And the predominant fear

is that whoever is mounting
this campaign is...

Give me a minute.

I need a cigarette.

Don't do it.

- Yes, Vince?
- Yeah, Boss...

- I hope you found something.
- No, Sorry.

It was a Volvo,
but they copies the licence plate.

Goddamnit.

Same registration.

They cloned the fucking plates.

Fuck!

Not a single hit.

No leads to a hotel
or a business park.

Any commercial
property, nothing.

No mention of Surat in any
of his correspondence either.

Yeah.

A grey Volvo. One, Sierra, Golf, Hotel,
Four, Two, One. Yes, i'll wait.

What's this?

Opinion polls for the upcoming elections
show a surge in support...

..for Viktor Maes' right-wing
anti - EU National Reform Party.

Unbelievable.

People just want jobs, boss.

No one is taking our jobs.

That's what he wants you
to believe.

Viktor Maes,
a right wing politician.

Cynical, profiteering low-life...

using the bombings to stir up
racial hatred for votes.

Yes, I'm still here. No, Four, Two, One.
Check it again.

- But they are taking our jobs.
- Hey, Put a sock in it, would you?

I'm not being racist,
I'm just citing statistics and facts.

My wife, she's been looking
for a job for eight months now.

Eight months? Yeah?

She's not gonna be too
happy when you lose yours.

Yes, okay.

Send forensics over there immediately.

Dark grey Volvo.

Right reg.

Sitting all night
in a disused car park.

He took seven flights
to Surat that year

and no attempts to hide them.

But I can't find any no evidence
of what he was doing there.

No sign of any high yielding
properties.

- No leads to...
- Hold on. Seven trips to Surat...

In India. They cut
diamonds big time there.

If those raw diamonds
were illegal...

"If"? We found some
in the bottom of a monkey cage.

Norah, this sounds
completely dodgy.

He was laundering.

We're looking for a place
that cuts diamonds.

I'm on it.

Do you know how many of those
there are in Surat?

Most diamonds
go through there.

Hey, Marianne!

Hi!

So, all this.

And whoever
we're looking for..

was probably wearing gloves.

Oh, Jesus, it's like someone
tipped a bin into it.

It's that one over there.

Are you kidding me?

No, it's DNA soup in here.

We have four different
colours of hair already

and that's
just human hair.

Tissues, plastic
cutlery, straws.

- So no match anytime soon?
- No.

Any sign of blood?

Minimal.

Consistent with minor
cuts and scrapes.

And judging by the grade,
it's mostly old.

Any sign of struggle?

- No.
- Good.

And if he was dead,
why take him?

All the road blocks
last night.

These guys would have
had to switch cars.

Let's see if any cars
were stolen from here.

Or they were met here.

I'll spare you
the agony, Christian.

The wires are all cut.
Every one.

Sure. Of course, they are.
Goddamnit.

- Dead end?
- Yeah.

Well, I'm giving Emer
a fucking tour of them.

I'll expedite
what I can here.

Are you still double-checking
the DNA of the bomber?

That wasn't our guy.

He died
in a Colombian prison

just under a month ago.

Okay. Oh, yes.

So we'll keep checking.

- But this is very strange.
- Come on!

Thanks, Marianne!

This is a needle
in a haystack.

There are hundred of diamond
polishing houses in Surat.

I still can't join the dots.

Well, Revenue, they couldn't
find a connexion in 10 years.

Do you really think
we can now?

Not if we keep looking
for it the same way they did.

We need to find
a different way.

Antwerp.

The Revenue never had
a reason to look there.

It's only
cropped up recently.

And it's the obvious place for
him to be getting raw diamonds

or moving them
through to Surat.

Antwerp.

Oke, let's start again.

Oke, cool.

Yep, Sean, what is it?

We found the Audi we thought

Fionn Brannigan
maybe escaped in.

This sounds like bad news.

We didn't get it
on any street CCTV

because it drove straight
under the ground again.

Into the shopping
center next door.

It belongs to two teachers from
Galway who are having an affair.

Go, Galway!

So Siobhan
was definitely lying.

If he didn't exit
the car park, Sean,

the chances are he didn't enter.

The logical conclusion here

is that he was never
in the Strand Restaurant at all.

That you lost him en route.

So Siobhan Brannigan

didn't go there for someone
to rescue her husband.

He was already gone.

She knew the document
was there and went to get it.

Fionn was a regular
and he could have hidden...

Shit!

That's why
she was in the...

Get a search warrant, Sean.
Search the men's toilet.

See if there's
anything else there.

Yes, boss.

Where are you headed?

I've gone through every
hospital admission

in the country,
but no luck.

So maybe I'm scraping
the bottom of the barrel,

but I'm heading South.

- South?
- Local PD called it in.

A guy out walking
his dog found a body.

Bit of a mess, no ID.

And you think this might be
Fionn Brannigan because?

Same height. Ish.

Found close
to Charleroi.

Caucasian, brown hair,
platinum wedding band,

Louis Copeland suit...

Shit!

- It's him.
- What?

Louis Copeland,
it's the suit of choice

for the wealthy
business man in Ireland.

It's him.

Oke.

Tell them we're coming, Vince.

- I'm coming with you.
- No, you're not.

Over here?

Over here?

Another one.

Over here as well.

Oke. How did you end up here?

So, do you think
it's him?

It's him.

- Here.
- Yes, another one over here.

And here!

It's radiating everywhere.

That blood here.

And over there.

You'd expect that would be...

in a straight forward trajectory,
but...

Oh God...

Fuck!

The plane that left
for Charlevoi last night

would have passed
right over here.

We're about seven kilometers
from the airport.

Just about where the landing
gear comes down.

Maybe he was
trying to escape?

maybe, there's a bullet
in the back of his head.

Sorry, could you just
turn him ever so slightly?

Hard to tell if that's
a bullet wound or not.

We have to wait
for the Forensics report.

Damn!

You can put him back down again,
thank you.

A guy like that, Emer,

was always going
to meet a bad ending.

I wanted
answers from him.

Hmm, I'm gonna have
to call Siobhan. And...

I called her.
I called her.

What did she say?

Thank you, for telling her.

I mean,
what can you say?

Still. I need to call her.

What should I say?

I don't know.
Just listen, I guess.

Here.

Dropped from a plane.

Do you think he was alive?

- No.
- No, no.

Who would do
something like that?

- Here, it'll help.
- No.

I've sent my plane for her.

For Siobhan?
She's coming tonight?

I thought I could do something
that would help.

The police needs somebody
to formally ID the body.

I said I would go.

We're not going to be able to
make arrangements yet, are we?

Not yet, no.

It's probably going
to be a couple of weeks

before they release...

before they...

Look, I know somebody
I could call.

No, we got it.

Thank you.

Oh my God!

The children.

How do you tell your children
something like that?

What if they ever see
a photograph.

I didn't even return
his calls yesterday.

Bibi...

You've always
been there for him.

Always.

You did everything
you could.

Yeah, it's me.

He couldn't have asked
for a better sister than you.

- Yeah.
- Hey, Sean.

You got your warrant.

Someone's bringing it up
to you now.

Thank you.

Search warrant just been issued
for the River Restaurant.

Brilliant!

Red!

- What have you got, Norah?
- Look.

I'm looking.
What am I seeing?

Senne van Eyck.

All these companies
used him.

And here.

And here too.

This guy is everywhere.
Aircraft insurance.

An insurance
underwriter?

I was expecting a fixer
or a dodgy lawyer.

Looks like he's hiding
in plain sight.

That's what makes him
valuable to us.

Because Fionn overlooked him.

He overused him.

Norah.

He was an underwriter
on the hotel in Moscow too.

The one Revenue recovered.

And the business park
in Bulgaria.

This means there's a good chance

that Fionn Brannigan might have
used him in Surat as well.

If we get to this
Senne van Eyck's files,

and find any company in Surat he
might have done business with,

we might get to Fionn.

Because the insurance would have
required full disclosure.

Hmm, Christian!

You were right.

Your victim was on that plane.

Blood found in the left
wheel-well is a match.

Here, gunshot to the head.

Oke.

Why though? Why not just
leave him there in the hangar?

So we would waste
all this time

looking for him
and not them.

Not a bomber.

Did they leave anything?

No, only the bullets.

There's from a Glock. See?

Here.

Same weapon that
killed Darren Reid.

These guys have got to be
someone's private little army.

Someone with serious money,
serious range. Not ISIS.

They've got
their own foot soldiers.

But made to look like ISIS.

This case keeps going
in too many directions.

You're not going
to like this then.

The DNA we extracted
from the Antwerp bomb,

it does belong to the prisoner
who died in Bogota.

- What?
- Yeah.

We reran the tests
with a fresh sample. It's him.

How can he be dead
on the other side of the world

and here, in Antwerp?

He wasn't dead.

DNA doesn't lie.

Oke, but how?

Someone faked his death
and got him out of prison.

Why would an escaped
Colombian prisoner

come over here
and blow himself up?

I don't know.

Someone might have been
threatening his family

or offered a fee

or he had a debt to pay.

Any number of reasons.

He was doing life
and denied parole.

He could have
been persuaded.

And Christian,
the Brussels bomber,

he could be
Colombian too.

So this Spinola guy
died 11 days

before the Antwerp bombing.

We need to find out
if any other prisoners died

in the same sort of time frame
before the Brussels bombing.

- Yes.
- Hmm, hmm.

We need to go back
to the Colombian Embassy.

Oke, let's go.

Thanks, Marianne!

Just some coke.

So he did have
a hidey hole.

Shit!

Nothing else there.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you for waiting,
detectives!

Four inmates who died

in the last two months
in La Modelo prison.

What records there are.

They aren't exactly known
for their record keeping

at La Modelo.

- Oke. Thank you!
- You're welcome.

Thank you!

No.

Blinded in
a knife attack. No.

Autopsy pictures,
definitely dead.

Wait a minute.

This guy.

A lifer?

Denied parole.

Died by suicide

11 days before the Brussels
bomb, it's him.

[ MATCH ]

[ MATCH ]
- It's him.

Hector Hernandez.

Born in Soacha,1976.

In and out of prison
his whole life.

Stealing food escalating

to armed robbery.

These poor bastard are just
easy pickings for someone.

[ DENEGADO ]

Christian.

Luca Rivera.

Denied parole.

Hung himself.

One week ago.

He's on his way.

Or he's already here.

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