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I just came to thank you, I don't need your help anymore.

You're sure this blood's not the victim's?

Priscila suffocated.

I told you I don't want to see you!

Listen!

You signed off on most cases, Dr. Suárez.

Remember Gabriel Domínguez?

He was haunted by memories of the fire.

Francisco Pira! To what do I owe the honor?

His name is Miguel Hernández Simán.

What is it?

Lucas Pérez.

My boy!

Tell me about your brother.

He died a long time ago.

Ángel raped that girl.

Uriel went nuts

and one night he set the roof on fire.

This one is on me.

I'm going to find that son of a...

and kill him.

Put it there.

Don't leave anything standing!

So The Cat has ten murders under his belt.

Plus the twin's suicide.

I wouldn't be surprised

if he had something to do with that, too.

I'm at a loss, Eusebio.

I've been after him for weeks.

Tell me, Jimena...

What's your theory?

Some years ago, a Salvadoran immigrant

and his family were lynched and burned alive

by the very people who have now been murdered.

That leads us straight to the Salvadoran's family.

No.

No. His brother really didn't know very much.

He was only told his brother had raped a young girl.

What about the girl?

Nobody knows.

No names, nothing at all.

Something doesn't add up.

If Angel had really raped the girl,

the village would have taken revenge, right?

Then she or someone close to her might be killing the "avengers".

No, no, that's my point. I don't think Angel raped her.

I think the villagers are hiding something.

They're hiding something about the Salvadorans' deaths.

So, you think The Cat is... her?

No.

No, I think she might be dead.

If it's not her, then who?

Jimena...

maybe ask yourself

why The Cat is asking you directly for help.

BEFORE I FORGET

You shouldn't have bothered, I could've told you by phone.

I wanted to see you.

Besides, I have a lot of free time now.

So? What do you need?

To know if you could dig up any information

on teenage girls in Asunción

who took their lives over the last 15 years.

OK.

Can I ask you why?

Do you remember that Miguel told me about a girl?

I think she killed herself.

OK.

OK, I'll investigate.

Now that I'm no longer a threat,

can you tell me who's blood stain

was found at Priscila Romo's apartment?

What stain?

The blood stain on the carpet.

By the table, with all the smashed stuff

far from the body.

I thought that would lead to the killer.

No, Pira.

There's no mention of a stain in the report.

I was there and took a photo.

I saw the stain.

It's on my computer. You want to see it?

I should go to CODIP to go over the report.

You're going to need to ask a lot of questions.

Here you are.

-Have a nice day! -All the best.

What's this, Gabriel?

Is it from that house?

What use is it keeping it in your drawer?

They left nothing, Rosa.

Everything is gone.

As if nothing happened.

As if we never did...

The dreadful thing we did!

I'm glad.

It's about time this village moved on.

And for you to stop whining

while you stroke that damn stone.

Give me that.

This is going in the trash.

Throw it out.

Throw it out.

It won't wipe out what happened.

No matter how much you hide it from Jimena,

God knows.

And one day we'll be punished.

Speak for yourself.

I did nothing.

Was it you, Zampayo?

What?

Calm down. What's on your mind?

There was a blood stain in Priscila's apartment.

Just one?

The judge's blood was...

Priscila Romo was strangled.

The blood could be the murderer's,

but it's not on file.

If it's not in the files, how do you know about it?

Who's slipping you information?

I'll tell Tolsa.

Double check before sending us on a wild goose chase.

If I'm here telling you Garduño,

It's cause I've checked it out. Someone's destroying evidence.

Here's to hoping those thugs

don't ruin our dinner.

Oh, no, please. I hope not.

Cheers.

Shall we dance?

What do you think?

Somebody's dead keen on me not solving this case.

An inside job?

Neither Zampayo, nor Garduño, nor me were at that crime scene.

We were in Asunción.

Who was there, then?

Gutiérrez, a two-bit inspector,

He showed me his report and he included it.

Did you look into what I asked you?

Yes.

No suicide cases of women in Asunción de la Sal.

Highly unlikely, right?

Either the village is a shelter for Mexican women, or...

They are hiding something.

Typical of Asunción.

I can't trust anybody.

You can trust me.

Good morning, sir.

I'll make you breakfast.

Guess what? I ran out of coffee!

I'm going to buy some

I...

You'll go?

All right.

I'll slice the fruit.

If you find any, could you bring some sweet rolls too?

Yes.

Can I ask you something?

It was amazing.

I loved it.

Don't even ask.

Who are you?

Your casual lover.

The stranger you hooked up with at the bar last night.

Don't you remember?

Go on.

Go fetch the coffee before I get the urge

to do something other than breakfast.

Hurry...

Hey, that's my car!

Sorry, I got mixed up.

-Is it your car? -Yes.

SANTA MARÍA LA RIBERA 185.

A piece of the carpet is missing.

It was cut out to be analyzed.

Are you sure it was here?

Yes.

Who is undermining us? Damn it!

I need to go back to Asunción

to see the files the experts found there.

Seems there were some suicides.

They tore down the Salvadoran's house.

-What? Who gave the order? -I'll find out.

-Bonete Contractors, Guerra. -Bonete Contractors?

-What's that? -Olmo Bonete's company.

I hear it's linked with several corrupt governors.

They tore down the "weird girl's" house.

Look, it turns out our friend Bonete is also from Asunción.

-I'll go see him. -Can I come with you?

No, I'll go alone.

Send me the company's location.

At your service!

Please.

Be careful.

Héroes.

In Héroes street.

It's around here.

Hello!

Two hundred fifty, for one position only.

You pay for the room. How about that, baby?

No thanks, I have a casual lover already.

I do it better.

Do you know...

a mariachi who comes here called "Adrián"?

No.

What's up? Are you lost?

-A little. -You looking for your house?

I just know I have...

A lot of photos of a lot of people on a wall.

Who are they?

May I?

Get to work! Move your ass!

-Where's my money? -What money?

Don't play dumb, in your account.

I gave it all to you!

-Hey! Let her go. What's wrong? -Whore!

And you?

-You fat bitch. -What?

I'll teach you not to steal my dough, whore!

I didn't take nothing. Let go, asshole!

-What did you say? -Nothing, let go!

Hey.

What about you? You gonna pay?

Or are you just fondling the merchandise?

-No. -He's an old timer, drop it

Three times now, you tell me what to do.

What's wrong, bitch?

-Hey? -Let me go!

Who taught you to beat women?

Your dad?

What was that?

No news yet?

He's stable, but he needs the transplant.

His liver won't hold out.

It's a pity, isn't it?

I can't take it anymore, Zampayo.

I don't know what to do.

If my kid dies, Zampayo, what's the point of living?

Lactose-free and light for Diego.

Turns out the stain was there.

Shit.

What did Tolsa say?

What can he say?

To catch the murderer and he'll deal with the Secretary.

You know what?

This is damned messy business.

Will you be OK?

Yeah.

But I'm not going anywhere 'til my kid pulls through.

Cover for me?

Good afternoon. I'm here to see Mr. Olmo Bonete.

Tell him it's urgent.

-Please, come in. -Thank you.

Good afternoon, Mr. Bonete.

-I'll leave you alone. -Thank you.

The national police star

is visiting a humble businessman.

To what do I owe the honor?

I'd like to know why your crew tore down a house in Asunción.

Who gave the order and why?

I did,

out of kindness.

That memory is too painful for the villagers.

First that terrible tragedy.

And now, poor Uriel's suicide.

Why now, just as we're investigating the suicide?

I am so sorry, but I was totally unaware.

Look, as far as I know

there was no court order preventing me from doing so.

It's my property.

We're going to build a community clinic there.

Just last week,

the government released the funds,

but we have to hurry

as the funding has to be used before the end of the tax year.

You see how these things work.

What is your relationship with these people?

They are all...

terrible losses to me.

Dear friends. Very nice people.

All I ask of you...

is to do everything you can

to catch that beast and put him behind bars,

for Asunción de La Sal's sake.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have three kilometers to go. All uphill.

Thank you, Mr. Businessman.

You'll get an answer within fifteen working days.

And the system also...

Next.

Next!

We have to look after the plants...

we have several species.

What do you want to report?

I...

I... um...

I think I'm lost.

Do you know your name?

Do you know it or not, sir?

I don't remember.

with photos of the entire area.

Were you hit on the head?

-Shall I call Medical Services? -No, no!

I didn't remember anything before about being hit.

Do you have any ID on you?

When all the others are...

I have this, but I don't understand it.

What do you think?

While "the Killer Cat" gets away with

killing peaceful citizens, like you and me,

That's me!

The police forces are still taking us for fools.

What is he saying?

Right! How on earth could you be The Cat?

No, of course not.

You know what? I just remembered where I live.

I'm leaving, I think I left the stove on.

Wait!

Excuse me, your honor.

I am Diego Garduño.

From CODIP.

I know who you are. I know my agents.

What can I do for you?

I regret to inform you

that Tolsa's been withholding information from you.

Some "Cat" case files were tampered with

and evidence has vanished.

But, what are you saying?

I don't think he's involved,

but I think you should be made aware.

Are you rising up against your boss, Garduño?

I'm just very concerned about the team's reputation.

Confidential information has been leaked.

What if the press found out, your honor?

The CODIP could do without another scandal.

That's why I'm being so forward.

Please excuse me.

Guerra.

Look at this.

The dates match.

Rebeca Marín.

PUBLIC SECURITY CRIMINAL BRANCH, REPORT

Are you OK?

Is it her?

Wait for me!

It's a secret.

We're working on it, sir.

You bet.

I've turned a blind eye to many of your errors, Martín,

because we're friends.

But all this is bullshit.

With all due respect, sir, it's not an error.

Somebody on the inside is tampering with information.

Concealing evidence.

-It's not me. -No, Martín.

It is a mistake and it's yours.

When team members do whatever the hell they want,

it's the head of the team's problem,

and the head must roll.

We're very close to finding the murderer.

Your one week deadline isn't up yet...

No, Martín, no!

My, and the people's, patience is wearing thin.

You're out.

I'm sorry, Martín, but you leave me no choice.

Someone on my team brought this file, didn't they?

This is CODIP confidential information.

It no longer concerns you.

What's up, Pascual?

What happened?

Making use of their hands, leaning on certain...

I fell.

How did it happen?

What do you expect?

Your grandpa's an old man.

Hey. Your girlfriend called a few times.

Sounded angrier each time. I'd call her if I were you.

What girlfriend?

Nuri, right?

Stairs, railings, etc.

Nuri?

performed on the surface...

Nuri.

Shit!

Especially, with regard to figures

that can be made along edges.

Come in, Garduño.

Yes, commander?

I wanted to give this to you in person.

-What is it? -My resignation.

The Homeland Secretary asked me for it today.

Since it's all your doing,

I thought you'd like to have a copy.

Why do you say it's my doing?

Oh, Garduño,

don't you think I know you after all these years?

You've coveted my job ever since CODIP was founded.

Congratulations.

You'll probably be appointed tomorrow.

I'm sorry you're taking this personally.

I wish you all the best, commander.

No.

You'd better wish...

that I don't catch one of your schemes,

you snake.

I might not be here, but I'll be keeping an eye on you.

Nuri?

Are you there?

It's me, Pascual.

I know you're angry, but...

Please, let me in, my love.

Nuri?

I know you're there.

I won't go until you let me in, you hear me?

What do you want?

To say sorry. What else?

I was dead worried.

I thought something had happened to you.

I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it.

I'm asking you to forgive me, please.

You left just like that.

You left me hanging on like a fool.

-That amuses you, doesn't it? -No! It's not that...

It's that I...

You what?

I haven't been feeling right these last few days, and...

The one thing I asked you from the start

was to be honest, didn't I?

I'm trying.

But not now?

Nuri...

I am not the person you think I am.

Sometimes I do things...

I do bad things that...

could put you in danger.

What are you talking about?

I am... I am...

What happened to your face?

I was assaulted.

No!

-Yes. This morning. -Really?

When you went to buy coffee?

An express kidnapping,

I was only released a short while ago.

How awful!

I'm so sorry for biting your head off.

-Ouch! -Sorry!

Come in, I'm going to... Oh, what lovely flowers.

I'll put ointment on it.

Look at you! Your face is all swollen.

My god! Come in.

Come in. How awful!

Mom, look at her, please.

Do you remember her?

I had hundreds of students. How could I remember all of them?

I'm not quite sure, but I think I remember us being friends.

Then you should remember her, not me.

She took her life three years after you sent me away.

Poor thing...

such a pretty, young, girl.

Leave it there.

Hi.

And that bruise?

He said he fell.

That's right.

I can hardly pick fights at my age.

-I'm going to take a bath. -Can you tell us where you were?

With my girlfriend.

Love... love.

Pay attention, Jonás.

I've never seen your grandpa so smitten,

not even with my mom.

I'd heard of a second childhood, but not of a second adolescence.

Jeez! See you later.

You stayed out too, and I never said anything.

-Only a couple of nights. -Where did you spend them?

With a stranger? Or with a loser, again?

Look...

I spend my nights with whomever I want.

Believe it or not, I'm still taking care of you.

Be careful with who you get involved.

She was a very intelligent girl.

Very withdrawn.

But she was a very smart girl.

And very studious too.

To be honest, I barely remember her.

No, nobody remembers her because she was very shy.

I have images in my head, but very hazy.

Ana!

Come!

Come and say hello! Don't be bashful.

Come on.

Say hello.

-Good morning. -Hello.

She's my wife.

Fetch Jimena another tea, but heat it up properly.

Leave it on the fire a while.

-You never learn. -Sorry. Excuse me.

OK.

More or less...

when you left the school,

she disappeared overnight and we heard nothing of her.

Years later, we found out that...

she had taken poison. Can you believe it?

Did she have anyone besides her grandmother?

No. Just her and her grandmother.

After Rebeca's tragedy, the grandmother left town.

-May I use your restroom? -Yes. Ana?

Ana, she's going to the restroom.

Tell Ana to tell you where it is. She'll show you.

Excuse me.

Nuri?

How are you, my love?

I left your house less than two hours ago

and I already miss you.

Listen, how about we...

go away this weekend?

There's a little town nearby I haven't been to in ages.

It's very pretty. You'll love it.

It's a plan, then.

So, we'll leave on Friday.

Yes.

That's what I told you.

I still have those to-do's,

but...

what to-do could be more important...

than spending time with such a beautiful woman?

OK.

Great.

I'll pick you up

at eight o'clock to beat the traffic.

Hello.

You didn't go to the meeting we called, did you?

If you want to tell me something, you can trust me.

She came here.

Who?

That girl's grandmother.

I had just arrived in town when it all happened.

The thing with Rebeca?

We were roughly the same age,

but...

I felt...

well...

felt sad for her, the poor girl.

One day her grandmother came with a notebook, crying.

She said she wanted to see...

In the notebook, Rebeca said why she had done it.

Why she took her own life.

She wanted Pablo to read it.

Did he?

I told her she should hand the note over to the police.

She said she was afraid

and didn't want any problems with them.

I insisted, until I convinced her.

She told me she was going to hand it over later.

I never saw her again.

I later found out she had died.

Why didn't you want your husband to read it?

I was a young girl when it all happened.

How can you trust a man who marries a little girl?

Did you read any of it?

No, he would've caught on.

He never wants me to talk to anyone.

Besides...

what could I have done for them?

Ana?

Please, don't tell him I told you.

Jimena?

All my secrets are in here.

-Can I see them? -No!

They're secrets.

But there is one thing I can tell you.

Do you love him?

A lot.

He already told me that we're going to get married.

Well, let's go.

KILL