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That's impossible. Diaz can't leave the island.

But he did. He asked me about Holland. Too many questions.

And he also asked about Fran.

Fuck, Harley! What else?

Nothing else, boss. I swear. Do you want me to deal with him?

I'm tired of fuck-ups. I'll take care of it myself.

Not even one that can be used.

Very good.

Reyes' car tracks. They couldn't make anything of them.

Fuck.

And the people she was investigating?

- They all had an alibi for that night. - Everyone?

Yes, including Yeray. He was at the disco in Valverde.

We have finished with the planned search area.

We are going to extend it.

We have already extended it, Your Honor, but covering it will take us a long time.

Well, we have no time. We need more people.

There are no more people. Unless we stop investigating Reyes' last moves.

That's nonsense.

The forensic department is working on the motorboat Tomas found.

Is the medical examiner still with the corpse?

Yes. They are matching his DNA, in case he's already in our records

As soon as they have news, they'll call us

- What's up? - We have to ask you some questions.

About my aunt.

- Do you know anything? - We know she was here.

In this area, the night she disappeared.

- Are you sure? - When she left home, she came here.

We know through her phone, which contacted the repeater station in the area.

Your father says that that night you were working at the bakery.

Well, that night, and all the others.

Did you see anything? Maybe you heard the car go by.

Inside there, I can't notice anything.

So, nothing unusual?

What a fuck-up. Because she was here.

But, there is only one repeater station, and it is a large area.

Have you asked in El Pinar?

We are doing that.

- Let's hope it is not needed. - Why is that?

The telephone company hasn't said if she had her geolocation device activated.

If we are lucky, we'll know exactly where she was, and at what time.

Well, I hope you are lucky.

- Thank you, Daniel. - Bye.

Fuck!

What the hell are you doing? Pick that up!

Goddamn good-for-nothing!

You can't be reached on the phone, so one has to come to see you.

Marquees. Turned into a marquees now.

Come in.

- Do you want a coffee? - No, not coffee.

Do you have tea?

No.

- Water, whiskey... - Water.

With ice cubes, please.

Kid, you are causing me a lot of trouble.

You are slow to move the material,

the Civil Guard is watching you, and, of course,

I get a little paranoid, because I think they are watching me.

I have more reasons for being pissed off than you, Samir.

Sure.

What is fuckin' going on with Harley? You're not telling me when you visit.

Harley had business with Fran. I thought you had nothing to do with that.

Business?

You wouldn't leave me out of something interesting, would you?

I only know it is in the Netherlands, I suppose regarding drugs, or gunss.

You tell me.

Come on.

Samir, you know what this is about. That's why you are here.

- Do you think I'm involved? - No.

- You have nothing to do with that, right? - Nothing.

Funny, everyone around here thinks you do. These people...

I don't understand... What are you doing on this lost island?

I like it.

- It is quiet. - Yes. It's quiet.

Fran had a partner, and Harley saw him. I want you to tell me who he is.

A partner, so you say.

Did you kill Fran?

I really like you, Diaz.

I fucking like you.

Look.

Let's do this.

You go back to your banana trees and wait until this clears up.

Very quietly.

OK?

And you?

I'll talk to Harley and find out.

And if you are lying to me, I'll come and stab you.

What is this about, Samir?

We'll talk later. If you don't know, you'd better keep it that way.

Mendez. It's me.

I don't care.

If there is anything new, I want to know it.

Now!

I said I don't care. As soon as you know something, you tell me.

Candela, we have a small problem.

The nationality interviews in the schedule.

Shit, have you rescheduled for another day?

No, Andres told me, and we did them.

- Fuck, I completely forgot. - If you just let me keep the schedule.

Candela.

- All right. - All right?

Yes, you do it. At least, until this is all over.

Ok, then.

Excuse me just for a second.

- Yes? - Yes, Your Honor, there's some news.

- Has anything showed up? - No.

It's about the deceased on the sunken motorboat. It's important.

- We've learned that... - I'm going, tell me there.

Angela, I have to leave.

You take care of the schedule, but keep me informed.

Remember what I said about our first corpse?

It isn't nice to see someone who has been under water for so long.

- How many weeks? - Well, I'd say between six and seven.

Judging by the swelling and the fish's work.

- What happened to him? - Well, he has atrium of larynx irritation,

pulmonary edema and abdominal distention. He has drowned.

And look.

His ankle trapped with a rope when he was found.

Apparently, the more he pulled, the tighter it got.

And nobody has missed this man?

No. They don't usually report these people's disappearance.

- What type of people do you mean? - African smugglers.

They use the motorboats to move goods from land to ships in the open sea.

- But how do we know he was a smuggler? - Yes.

Look.

His name is Musa Bureh, born in Sierra Leona.

It was easy to identify him. He was in the data base.

- So he was on file. - Yes. Diamond trafficking.

Have you heard about the blood diamonds?

Most probably, he had an accident. Come this way.

Very likely, a treacherous rock.

If you don't know this coast, this can easily happen.

What were they carrying? Diamonds?

We don't know. We haven't found anything, Your Honor.

Either they had unloaded and were leaving, or somebody took the goods.

There was someone on the motorboat after the wreckage.

You can see yourself. This way, Your Honor.

Be careful.

They forced all the doors and pulled out part of the equipment.

The sea doesn't do that.

Somebody finds a motorboat, a pilot is dead, and does not report it?

It would attract attention.

Very good.

But Reyes is still top priority.

I can do it by myself.

- Tell me if there is any news. - All right, Your Honor.

- Sergeant. - Yes?

- Come with me to check on something. - Now?

Yes.

- You are in charge, Chedey. - Yes, sergeant.

CIVIL GUARD

Do you want the photos from Fran and Pilar's house or his grandmother's, too?

No. I think it's their house's.

Here.

Let's see. Swipe through them.

Here. That shelf.

Zoom in. Go down. Here. Zoom in, please.

It can be, don't you think?

Of course it can.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Is Daniel here? - He's around. Come in, please.

Daniel. Come in.

- Hi. - Hello.

Is there anything you want?

I have to go somewhere, and I don't want to go by myself.

- Can you come with me? - Now?

- Well, if you are not too busy. - No. No problem.

Remember you have to prepare a batch.

I can do it later. Or you could start.

Do whatever you want.

Hey, if I am getting you into trouble, forget it.

No. Don't worry.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Let's go.

- Hey, thank you for coming with me. - It's all right.

Where are we going?

My place.

It's a good thing they fixed everything.

It was a wreck.

My mother was born here, but she was never fond of it.

However, now I don't know if it was a good idea.

Aren't you coming back?

Everything reminds me of him.

Sure.

Somebody broke in and left the house upside-down the day after killing Fran.

Curiously enough, he didn't take anything.

What were they looking for?

We might find that out now.

- Hello. - Thank you for coming here.

- And for your collaboration. - I still don't know in what.

I'll tell you now.

- Come in. - Thank you.

- Hello. How are you? - Good afternoon.

Here it is.

Do you know what it is?

- No. - Didn't Fran ever speak to you about this?

Fran didn't speak to me about a thing.

- We will have to take it with us. - Take whatever you want.

You are Daniel Iglesias, aren't you?

- I am. - I have been revising your statements

and I may have to summon you again

to clarify some things in the investigation, some details.

Whenever you desire.

Perfect. Well, thank you.

Thank you.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

You look tired.

A little.

Shall I prepare you a coffee? Some water?

OK.

Let's see.

Fran is scuba diving, because that's his hobby.

And, by chance, he finds a motorboat.

Or he is looking for it because he knows it has disappeared.

Sounds possible to me. And, on that motorboat,

- he suddenly finds a batch of diamonds. - Exactly.

That would explain the calls and the ticket to Amsterdam.

He was looking for a buyer for the diamonds.

Fran's killer finds out and kills him to keep the diamonds.

Or they were together from the beginning,

and the murderer kills Fran because he didn't want to share the booty.

Or it is Fran who doesn't want to share them, so they have a fight.

I like that better.

Of course. So, Fran hides the diamonds,

the killer looks for them at Asuncion's, and at Fran and Pilar's house.

And if he hasn't found them, he must still be around here,

looking for them.

Well, we don't know any of this.

- Well, thanks for the ride. - No, thank you.

- Bye. - Bye.

Dad!

Fuck.

Do you think it's a meaningless detail?

I don't... I don't know

Fran had a partner in diamond trade and I have to find out through Diaz?

Boss, I didn't want to hide anything from you.

Come here right now.

But, boss...

Are you deaf? Are you deaf or what?

Take the flowers, we are going to distribute them, OK?

So, what we are going to do is the following,

we are going to decorate this part...

You could have waited until this is over.

They're too busy with that La Bajada shit. They don't give a fuck about us.

No need to be disrespectful.

What did you find out?

Not much, what they've got about Reyes doesn't lead anywhere.

She had her phone's geolocator device off. There are no clues.

You guys are amazing.

- Now you are worried about police failure? - If it implicates me, yes.

- Any news about Fran? - No. I heard something at the station,

I don't know if that is true, but they say he had found some diamonds.

Is that so?

- You don't owe me anything. - Yes.

Try to find out more about those diamonds.

And one more thing.

Out of Fran's friends who would choose to do something nasty?

- With Yeray. - Apart from Yeray?

Well, at a given time,

with any one of them.

Sergeant!

- Can you tell me what's going on? - Orders from above.

- The resources are needed for La Bajada. - I don't believe it.

With all due respect, Your Honor, I think it's the right decision.

- We have checked everywhere here. - Everywhere? She must be somewhere!

Please, do not touch that! Please, leave everything as it is!

Your Honor, haven't you thought they may have left the car here to mislead us?

Reyes could be anywhere,

on the other side of the island, at any inaccessible location?

That is why I am telling you to extend the search!

We will achieve much more if we find who did it.

Much more. And we are moving forward, aren't we?

All right. How many agents have you got working?

- Four agents. - Four? Are you kidding?

La Bajada is on Saturday. All the agents, as from Sunday...

You are telling me we are stopping this because of a romeria?

For this island its more than a romeria, you should know that.

For this island, I don't care about that. What's important is Reyes.

Reyes is my colleague. I assure you there's nothing more important to me.

- I see that. - I told you, Your Honor.

I told you, remember? I told you she wasn't prepared.

And you wouldn't listen to me.

- Your Honor. - No. You are right.

And it's no use being sorry now. Now we have to work harder.

- I give you my word, as from Sunday... - No! I am saying now!

Are you listening to me? La Bajada is on Saturday, they need...

If it's necessary, I'll cancel La Bajada.

You are the judge of El Hierro

and you are very powerful, but not that much.

Angela. I want to issue a decree on the search operation.

- I hope it's not what I think it is. - I don't care what you think.

You can't cancel La Bajada, you don't have the authority.

When a judge fences off an area, whatever the size,

to preserve an investigation, that area is fenced off, and nobody can cross it!

- You've lost it, haven't you? - We are writing the decree.

It will have to be tomorrow, because it is too late today.

- I'm filing a complaint! - Do whatever you want.

Hello, Yeray. Do you mind?

- What's the matter? - I just wanted to know if you are OK.

Yes. I'm fine. I'm quite well.

I'm glad. I also wanted to ask you something.

Tell me.

I've revised the documents your mother had on the table the day she went missing.

In case you didn't notice, they were your statements, yours, your friends'...

No. I didn't notice.

Well, apparently, your mother highlighted some things on your statement,

- who you were with, what time... - What's with that?

No, nothing. But she must have felt something wasn't right.

-If you have any idea... - My mother didn't feel it was right?

- I'll come in if you want, so we can talk. - No.

What for? To fucking interrogate me?

No, Yeray. I've come here to talk to the son of a person I appreciate a lot.

- My mother. - Yes.

You didn't know her shit, OK?

Are you asking if I had something to do with it?

- No. I'm just tying loose ends. - You're tying them fucking wrong.

I told the truth. I said what I had to say, and I don't lie.

If you knew my mother a little, you'd know she would never think I am a killer.

- Yeray, please. - Fuck you.

Fuck.

You were not expecting visitors?

I have very little social life.

Make yourself at home, will you?

You should throw away some food from the fridge.

Will you stay for the night?

You told me you had signed, but you didn't.

I went through the papers, and you get more than I do.

I don't see that happening.

I could ask for more.

But I think it is fair as it is.

In the end, I will have to thank you.

When I met you, you were completely broke.

And I gave you my parents' lands.

They were worthless.

That's what they said about you.

If I hadn't planted bananas, you'd still own a land full of rocks.

I know you are going to sign, Antonio.

Because the alternative...

You've always taken me for granted.

It is logical that you find it difficult now.

You sure you're not sleep over?

If you don't sign, I'll go to the judge and start spilling the beans.

If I lose, you lose, Elvira.

Don't make it any easier.

Bed time.

Yes. Come on, Nico.

Come on. It is very late.

Come on.

What happened?

- Candela! - Candela, we are home.

Are you OK?

Hey, are you OK?

- We're home now, Candela. - Where did you find her?

She came to order pizza, and she was obviously not OK. She's been drinking.

I can manage.

- Are you sure? - Yes. Thank you.

- Candela. - Bye, Candela.

The car is in front of the pizzeria, OK?

All right. Thank you. Good night.

Candela, this way.

Idaira.

Come on.

My head is spinning...

- Go to bed. - I love you.

I'll make up for this.

My gosh, it's been so long since I last was like this.

They say you want to cancel La Bajada.

Oh, Idaira, not now, please.

Candela.

I understand what you are going through, but...

really,

La Bajada day is really important for the locals.

It was for Reyes.

Diaz.

Your Honor.

Do you come alone?

This is an informal visit.

Since I'm starting to know you, I'm not worried.

You said two things, and they are both wrong.

Do you want some bananas? They will be very tasty in a few days.

- Have you found out anything else? - What about?

About Fran's partner.

- So, you believe me? - It is the strongest version I've heard.

- Don't worry, it will be our secret. - I also know you didn't tell all you know.

As you may imagine, Your Honor, I can't do that.

Diaz,

you have no idea how hard it was for me to get here.

And I have come to ask you to help me

and to help yourself.

- Myself? - Yes.

You are still the main suspect in Fran's death.

- I thought you believed in me. - I want to solve this and find Reyes.

You are outdoing yourselves.

They aren't many.

Fran's possible accomplices aren't many.

But we are going to find them.

We are also progressing in our investigation.

So, don't be deceived by appearances.

I have never been.

Don't leave.

For you.

For the boy.

- I still have bread if you want some. - It's not that.

So, what do you want?

To talk.

About what?

About the business you had with Fran.

I had no business with Fran.

Do you think I'm stupid?

What would I have had? He worked for you, didn't he?

Do you think I'm stupid?

- Speak. - I know nothing.

If it isn't you, then who is it?

- Cabrera? - I know nothing!

I am watching you.

Go.

Yes? What's up?

Mate, was it a Thursday ora Friday when we played football at El Pinar?

Sergio, what are you talking about?

We then had dinner at Sindo's diner. One or two months ago.

Yes, well, but that doesn't matter now.

It does fucking matter. The guards have just been here.

Fuck.

They were asking about the scuba diving outings with Fran.

I know I was going to go one day, but there was the match and I didn't.

- He didn't like it, you know how he was. - But explain why?

Because of the fucking diamonds. They say Fran found them on that motorboat,

and think he was diving with someone else. They asked if it was me.

- What did you answer? - I told them that, if it was me,

not even crazy would I be here with all that money.

- It was a Thursday. - What?

- The match. It was on a Thursday. - That's what I told them,

to speak to you, you always remember details.

They had planned to do it, anyway.

You are the next on the list.

Fuck! Fucking shit!

I want to speak to the judge.

I've to confess something.

She came to see me.

That night.

The night she disappeared?

Yes. That night, Reyes came to the bakery.

And why didn't you mention this before?

Because I didn't want to get into trouble, and nothing happened, anyway.

Also, Yeray is my pal, I don't know.

And what's the matter with Yeray?

Reyes came to me to see if her son was into something bad.

And was he?

Well, in a way, but not related to killing someone.

The thing is that Yeray...

he does drugs.

And I don't think Reyes would want that to be known.

And why are you telling me this now?

Because, later, I realized that it might be important.

When Reyes left the bakery, I went out to say good-bye.

And just after that, another car went by, behind her.

As if it were waiting for her.

Which car?

I am not saying it is related, I'm simply telling you what I saw,

- in case it can be of help. - Could you see the driver?

Yes.

Daniel, who was it?

It was Diaz.

- Tell me. - Someone saw you with Reyes

the night she went missing.

- What the hell? - I don't know how you do it.

- That is a lie. - Get out of there, hurry up.

- It's the witness' word against mine. - Half the station is on their way.

They've had your phone tapped for weeks.

and know where you were every minute. It all matches precisely.

Braulio.

Diaz, open the door!

Civil Guard.

Diaz, open the door!

Stay here, Your Honor.

He is not here. He's fled.

Sergeant, we've found something.

Is it hers?