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She's still sleeping?

Lemme call her.

CALL MOBILE

The girl with Bosca is Clara Soldani.

She's Guerrieri's wife, she had an affair with Bosca.

-An affair? -I don't know for how long.

-The sister knows nothing about it. -How did they know each other?

Anything to do with Bosca's drug dealing?

I doubt it, Clara worked at the Ostia courthouse from '90 to '92.

When Carlo got transferred, she had herself transferred to Rome, too.

Her police record is clear, not even a ticket.

How long had they been married, when Bosca disappeared?

Around two years.

There's a correlation.

Carlo might've done it to protect the daughter.

So she wouldn't find out about the relationship.

Listen, Soprani.

Would you go tampering with a folder at the DA's office?

We'd better have a look at the Ostia police station,

maybe we'll find something on Guerrieri while he was on duty there.

-Yes, but with the utmost discretion. -Don't count on me.

I'm not the right person for this.

I'm too dark skinned to go unnoticed. See you.

Goodbye.

Leave it, I'll do it.

Thanks.

-Anything else? -No.

How did Franco take it? How's he doing?

How did Franco take it?

Can't I be concerned? Can't I ask?

Are you worried I told him something about us?

No, why would you say that?

Franco doesn't know a thing and he took it worse than you.

I'm fine, thank you very much.

A SONG FOR YOU

Alba.

I lied to you because I couldn't tell you where I was.

You couldn't?

No, I couldn't.

It's a classified investigation.

You're a policeman's daughter, you outta know.

-It's a little too late for your excuse. -I wanna be with you.

And I wanna be with someone I trust.

Even if you don't love them anymore?

-Did you jot everything down? -Got it, thanks.

Good morning.

A girl's body's been found downtown, a suspected suicide.

I'm on my way.

Excuse me, Guerrieri,

did Malik sweep you off your feet by any chance?

-No, why would you say so? -Who knows! -Certain looks between you... -You're wrong.

Goodbye.

I've been having an affair with a married man for 25 years.

I'm not telling you because I feel like talking about it.

Too bad for me if I'd still need to get it off my chest after 25 years.

I'm reaching out to you.

Guerrieri, I'm breaking down a wall.

Thanks.

Let's go.

You coming with me?

I have to shield you from certain looks.

If that's the window, then she took quite a fall.

Strange that no one even noticed.

It depends on what time it happened.

If it happened at night, who the hell would even know?

Carlo, hi! All we needed was a bus...

It's tight up there, we'll go up one at a time.

Then we'll go first.

Yes, sir!

-Hi, honey. -Hi, dad.

-Are you mad at Alba? -No, why?

You didn't even say hi.

You get pissed if I say hi, and even if I don't, what can I do?

I dunno.

So, the girl lived in this building.

She was 21 and her name was Viola Carchi,

known as Viola Zeta.

-Known by whom? -She was a rapper.

Any messages, notes?

Nothing.

Would you move aside?

-Signs of forced entry? -No.

Nor signs of foul play or struggle.

She ate alone, there's one plate and a glass in the sink.

But two toothbrushes in the bathroom

and some men's clothes in the closet.

This must be the guy.

Ask the neighbors, find out who he is.

It's the right height for ending it all.

Yeah, also if you plan on killing someone.

Inspector?

There's something odd: the computer was reset during the night.

Totally?

Yes, the command was launched at 2:17 am.

Neighbor says the guy's name's Fabio, she doesn't know his last name.

They were a couple and they fought a lot because he was always drunk.

-There was a ruckus last night too. -What time?

She doesn't remember, she didn't check.

-Does Fabio live here? -No, but he came over often.

They worked together, but she can't recall his job title.

What did she say about the girl?

An easygoing girl, a lot of tattoos, but nice and polite.

Look.

It's Veronica.

-How does she fit into this? -I'm wondering.

-Yes, sadly. -No...

-Her of all people, I'm sorry. -What happened?

The rapper was Veronica's sister,

the one who's always running away.

-I just told you. -No, I wasn't talking to you!

I was explaining it to Muzo.

I'll notify the family.

OK, I got it, bye.

Find out whatever you can about Viola, I'm going.

-Where are you going? -To Veronicas', I wanna tell her myself.

You're not going anywhere by yourself.

Carlo gets pissed if the office empties out.

He gets even more pissed if I lend you the car.

All right, I'll send out a patrol now.

Repola.

Repola, where are you off to?

Cinzia!

Did you photograph everything?

Tablet, computer, cell phones?

I'm taking the bag to the car.

If you bolt, you'll show you're uneasy.

Fake it, nothing wrong with that, actually, it's kinda fun.

What do you have?

She died between two and four in the morning.

Fractures, and bruises and scratches galore.

It's too early to say if she was pushed or she jumped.

Are there signs of struggle?

Suspected bruising on her right wrist, older than those from the fall.

-What type of bruises? -From being squeezed.

Somebody grabbed her forcefully, but that's all we know.

Yes, so no need to call us every three minutes

to see where we're at.

Bye.

I'll go get the car.

-You need to tell me anything? -About what?

-No. -You sure?

If I find out you're hiding something from me,

I swear I'll have you transferred to Ovodda.

Not Ovodda!

Be right there.

Good morning.

-Is Veronica home? -No, she's at school.

-No she's not, I already swung by there. -I'll give her a ring...

-What did she do now? -She didn't do anything.

I have bad news

and I wanted to tell her in person.

Viola is dead.

When, how?

They're investigating, we have to wait.

I'm sorry.

Viola and I've never really bonded,

she's never forgiven me for marrying her father.

After he died, the two of them got really close.

Veronica worshipped her like an idol,

this made her calm down a little bit.

I really like Veronica,

she reminds me a little bit of how I was at her age.

Then there's hope for her.

-Shall we go inside? -No, I'm gonna keep looking for her.

I don't want her to find out on her own.

I'll go round to where we usually find her,

let me know if she comes back before then.

Give it up, she's not gonna answer.

She'll hear from me when she gets back.

A patrol car could've been sent to look for her.

You wanna organize the investigation? Don't overstep your bounds!

Good morning.

Good morning.

I thought you might have a report on where things stand.

Go ahead, Muzo.

So...

Viola Carchi, or Viola Zeta,

started off posting a few videos online just for fun.

A song of hers about women got 100,000 views

and she started doing it for real.

Her parents separated, she lost her mom three years ago, her dad right after.

Veronica is her only blood relative, her stepsister.

-Have you called her in? -Repola's looking for her.

-Why Repola? -Because she's stubborn as a mule.

We've known this girl for a long, long time,

she runs away from home a lot and we gotta go get her every time,

and Repola's grown fond of her.

-Have we requested the phone records? -The phone records are on their way.

With phone tracking you know...

We have a little more information.

The boyfriend's Fabio Luinnati, he's her manager and is unreachable.

From the girl's cell phone I noticed kind of a weird trend between them,

lot's of texts and only one call at 9:15 p.m. yesterday.

And what did they text about?

He texted about something that had gone down,

saying it wouldn't happen again and to try to be reasonable.

-Anything else? -A call to her sister at 9:00 p.m.

A few more texts, up until 11:00 p.m.

And a call from Veronica this morning.

Check if there are surveillance cameras nearby and find that guy.

Got it? Let's find this guy.

Veronica.

Will you look at me, please?

Fuck that, I'm not going home.

I'm not here for that.

I looked everywhere for you, I wanted to tell you myself.

I wanna hug you, but I can't bend down any more than this.

She told me to come here

to have breakfast and then she was gonna take me to her band rehearsal.

When did she tell you this?

Last night.

Did you see her?

She called me after dinner.

Was she sad, or worried?

Our friend Bosca's saying adios.

-Do you need any help? -To put bones in a box...

The DA has authorized the remains be turned over to the sister.

Too bad, I was getting attached to him.

You worked a long time on him.

Who knows if I figured it all out

or if he had anything more to tell me?

Anything more?

The work we do gives them their last chance

to tell us what happened, the truth.

I like working with you.

Good, now hurry up and get over to that girl,

and preferably avoid thinking about your own stuff.

I wasn't able to get much more from her, she's distraught.

Who authorized you to leave the office?

Now is not the right time to chew my ass out.

It's never the right time...

They rehearse in a club in Garbatella, Gemma Bardini's the other singer,

known as Gemma Blue.

-Should I look on internet? -Yeah, there's tons of stuff.

She and Viola competed to see who got more views.

We got the tattoos in Ravenna, during a festival.

I had heard her songs on internet, but we had never met.

I got the idea to do concerts together.

-Was she nervous about the debut? -Viola?

Gimme a break, if anyone, it should've been me.

I'm the famous one, but she's the one who was really good.

Could Viola have taken her life?

No, I'd rule that out.

She was happy, her life was going well.

She was working on this song, she was stoked, she cared about it.

Did she have any trouble working in the music scene?

How's the scene for you? Any issues?

In what way?

Women in rap are like blacks in the police,

you gotta bust your ass to get noticed.

Tell us about her boyfriend.

He wasn't her boyfriend anymore, he wasn't even her manager anymore.

Viola had dumped him, she wanted me to produce her.

-Where can we find him? -I don't know.

Fabio and I are not close,

I don't like him and he doesn't like me.

Gemma, there's a video of Viola online.

He doesn't look like her boyfriend.

In fact, he's not.

But I know him.

I saw him at the bar, we went to grab a sandwich

and he was there, they stared at each other the whole time.

Do you know his name?

No, I didn't know they ended up in bed, I came back here.

Viola didn't tell me a thing.

When did it happen?

Four days ago, the day of the photo shoot.

It's unclear whether Viola made the video on her own accord

or if the guy made it, and then threatened her.

-Olga? -Carlo, go ahead.

The girl who died this morning...

There's a video on internet where she's having sex with a guy, not her boyfriend.

-Find out who posted it and when. -All right.

You must have the girl's computer.

-Start fiddling with it. -OK, right away.

I must apologize, Malik.

I just asked a friend in Postal Police

to hack Viola's computer, without Carta knowing.

She's Muzo's wife, in case you wanna do an investigation.

Asking a colleague for a hand is one thing,

ripping out a page of evidence's another.

In fact, I'm a lousy policeman, perhaps even a little corrupt.

It's the only frame where he didn't have the expression of a dead fish.

We all look ridiculous when we make love.

Not everyone does.

Let's identify him, you coming with me?

You wanna end up like Saint Lucia, with your eyes in your hands?

Take your coffee back to your office.

-You never change. -What are you doing here?

I didn't come for you, I have to see Carlo. -And what for? -Because I miss him.

Maybe I had a fling with him too.

-You said you didn't wanna fight. -You make my blood boil!

Then you shouldn't have come here.

You ruined it all, don't you know that?

-Are you sure, Olga? -Yes.

The video was posted at 8:48 p.m.

If Viola was alive and at home, she's the only one who could have.

Maybe she was forced to.

This is as much as internet shows,

you'll figure out if it was done willingly.

Have you found anything on her computer?

I need more time to retrieve the memory, I'll let you know.

Thanks.

-Bye, nice meeting you. -My pleasure.

Bye.

It's clear that if Viola posted the video on her own,

she didn't take her life out of shame, if she were forced, that's different.

-What time did the boyfriend call? -At 9:15 p.m.

Twenty minutes after posting the video.

He saw the video, he got pissed off, and they fought over the phone,

he went to her home and killed her.

-It's obvious, but it makes total sense. -It surely does.

What's more, if it wasn't him, then why has Fabio disappeared?

-Are you in a rush? -Yes, we've got Bianca's parents coming.

You better not give me ride then,

I wanna swing by Veronicas' and show her the photo of the guy.

-We've got her coming tomorrow morning. -I wanna see how she's doing.

I'll let Bianca know I'm running late.

-What if she gets mad? -Then she gets mad.

-No, it doesn't matter. -We fight every day anyway.

It's just I feel a bit alone sometimes.

-Call me, when you do. -Watch out, I just may!

Any news on Viola's boyfriend?

No, not on him, nor the guy in the video.

Who are you sending to Ostia?

Nobody, for now. A coffee, please.

Right away.

I'm seeing Santagata tomorrow, he was chief of police when Carlo was there.

Good luck.

Why?

They were really close, you can't force matters with him as you did with me.

-I have to go. -Are you after Guerrieri's daughter?

I'm after news on the case, that's what I'm paid for.

I play the villain for free.

I know it's hard for you to do that,

but it's not my fault if this case started up.

-Really, no DNA? -No DNA.

Hi, Alba.

Any news?

Yes, Viola had protected sex before dying.

-So, it was a one-night-stand. -Not necessarily.

She wasn't on the pill,

she might've had sex with her boyfriend.

We have the sheets.

It's normal if we find the boyfriend's DNA

and also the other guy's DNA, they had sex.

Let's ask Forensics anyway.

I'm going, Riccardo's waiting for me.

-Honey, leaving so soon? -Yes, bye.

"I'm waiting for you, too."

She's had her earbuds in since this morning.

She's not even feeling the cold.

What music are you listening to?

My sister's song.

-Can we talk to you for a few minutes? -Yes.

Do you know him?

No, but I've seen him once.

When did you see him?

A few days ago, I was with Viola.

We were walking out of a shop, he was on the other side of the street.

-Was he waiting for her? -No, they didn't say hello.

But Viola told me she'd seen him before

and that she liked him.

And her boyfriend?

They fought all the time.

She also told me he was an asshole.

Where is she now?

She's at the morgue now.

-The place where they take... -I know what it is.

I'm not stupid.

How come every time I come to pick you up

you make me wait as if we were a couple?

No newspaper today?

-The newsstand was closed. -At 8:00 am?

At 8:00 am.

-So that's why you're pissed off. -I'm not pissed off.

That's strange, a newsstand closed at 8:00 am.

Maybe Cristina had a late night out with someone...

Cristina's free to do whatever she likes.

She may be free, but it's gnawing at you.

Are you worried about something?

No, why?

You got up early.

You're afraid I'll read your texts.

Don't be silly, I'm waiting for an important update from work.

It's Paola, it wasn't even the one I was expecting.

This way.

His record's clean.

You were looking for someone in charge of the Viola Zeta case?

-I'm Inspector Guerrieri. -Angelo Fineschi, journalist.

Please, sit down.

As soon as I read the news, I came right over.

-Because of the video or the death? -Both.

I was shocked when I saw myself, I didn't agree to it.

I would've reported her.

-How did you meet her? -In a cafe.

She was having a sandwich with another singer.

I didn't know they sang,

but she was a beautiful girl and we started talking.

-When was this? -Four days ago.

She invited me over to her place that evening and I went.

You live in Milan, why were you there?

I'm covering a story on neighborhoods in Rome.

-You didn't see her again? -No.

She was supposed to call me back, but...

Was it an accident?

A tragedy, I'd say, she was 21.

-Good morning. -Hi.

-Please, sit down. -Thank you.

Here we are.

This is my favorite cafe.

I come here mornings, drink my coffee, read the paper,

totally relaxed... the retired life.

What can I do for you?

I'm here on behalf of Mr. De Franchi.

-The commission chief executive... -I know who he is.

I've always detested him.

What does he want from me?

It's a classified investigation.

We believe Guerrieri is involved in Danilo Bosca's murder.

-You called me to make me laugh? -I'll show you something.

-Would you like anything? -A coffee.

Excuse me, could I have a coffee for her?

The State archives surveillance camera.

He stole documents from the Bosca folder.

I know how much you respect Guerrieri.

But what you saw mustn't be underestimated.

We need you to find out how he was tied to Bosca.

-You were at the Ostia police station. -I was in Rome when Bosca disappeared.

Do you have anyone who owes you a favor?

I've never asked favors or loans from anyone.

Why don't you go to Ostia?

No, Guerrieri's not stupid.

He wouldn't have left a trace and he must have friends there.

-I'm also his friend. -I know.

But you're also faithful to government authorities.

Think about it.

All right, I'll think about it.

So, this is the boyfriend's phone tracking.

The cell tower for Viola's house picked it up at 21:13 am.

-So he called her from the same area? -Yes.

He was there until four in the morning,

then he left and got to Rocca Di Papa

around 4:50 am.

That's where we lose his cell phone.

Does he have anyone there who might've hidden him?

-We're looking into it. -Make it snappy.

-He could be as far as Timbuktu. -You go ahead and look then!

He's done nothing all day long

but make calls and texting...

Sorry... it's my hormones.

I'll calm down now, I'm gonna go pee

and I'll come back a new person.

She's worried about Veronica, she says the mom's unable to handle her.

Thanks, and I thought she was going nuts!

Nervous or not she's right, there are 45 pages of phone records.

Somebody still has to do it.

If she doesn't, Cantabella will.

Here I am.

I can work from here,

where can I set up?

-Any news? -No.

Why's Olga working from our office? Why not from hers?

It wasn't my idea,

even though I agree it's more convenient.

So it was her idea?

I just told you, can't you hear?

You don't deserve a woman like Olga.

-Am I too jealous? -You're too much of an idiot.

Viola's boyfriend's arriving.

We'll be right there.

They found Viola's boyfriend.

-I didn't see Viola the other night. -And did you see the video?

You spent twenty minutes on the phone after the video was posted on internet.

-You fought. -Of course.

-I didn't think she'd really do it. -Do what?

Take revenge.

I slept with someone else, it was nothing.

She told me she'd jump in the sack with the first guy who came along.

But...

is that any way to let me know?

So I'm not the only one to know, but everybody else.

After you fought, what did you do?

-Nothing. -It doesn't seem like nothing.

We know where you were, when you arrived and when you left.

I was at her place for an hour.

You left at four in the morning.

I'd been drinking and that video pissed me off,

I couldn't drive home like that, I fell asleep in my car.

-Where did you park? -Across the street.

Why did you go to Rocca Di Papa?

I went to a friends', I dropped off for two days.

Mario?

Mario, would you look at me, please?

You've been secretly up until now.

You too.

Does that mean you saw me...

I mean, did you see that...tell me.

It may not be connected to her death, but Viola took part in Blue Whale,

or something like that.

Blue Whale?

This Blue Whale craziness which might've started as a hoax,

but on internet whatever doesn't exist becomes real in a hurry.

Many kids search for these daring feats on social media.

Fifty in 50 days, all just crazy acts,

like cutting themselves, branding initials, or walking on train tracks.

So "curators" also started to surface,

bastards who feel empowered by giving orders to depressed teens.

They can push them to even jump from a building.

From what we know,

Viola's not the type to let herself be swayed by some freak on internet.

No.

Jumping is the last test, Viola had done 14 out of 50.

And that's not the only strange thing.

She's the one who contacted the curator with a false identity.

She pretended to be a young teen: Cate2003.

-Who's the curator? -Fox979.

It could be anyone, seeing they're hidden behind a network of servers worldwide.

It won't be easy finding him.

Viola had sent photos of some cuts, can I see them?

Sure.

Viola posted them ten days ago.

They're not Viola's arms.

The cuts aren't deep, but they wouldn't have already disappeared.

Maybe you missed them. Can you check, please?

Viola doesn't have these marks, no need to check.

Well, if you insist...

I'll get you some scrubs.

Why post fake photos on internet?

She must've had her reasons. See? It's impossible.

Anyone who gets a tattoo like this wouldn't end up in such a crazy game.

I need to confirm this with Repola.

-Thanks. -Just doing my job.

Malik.

Don't contact me anymore, don't send messages, don't bother.

All right.

But you need to be more convincing, in how you tell me.

Nice, I'd never even noticed it.

How come a whale?

We both liked it.

For that reason alone?

Blue Whale has nothing to do with it?

You know what that is?

We had it done just because we liked it.

You also want us to find out what happened to Viola, right?

Yes.

I'm gonna make a call, I'll wait outside.

I know you wanna tell me something. We're alone, you can talk.

Do you think Viola would've taken part in something like this?

Not her.

And you?

Yeah.

-Did you open up to her? -No, she found out on her own.

One day she noticed the cuts on my arms.

And what did she do?

She told me I had to stop it, or she would've told mom.

She took my computer and she froze everything.

OK.

It's my fault she died, right?

Absolutely not! You got nothing to do with this!

You were good enough to listen to her, really.

Now I have to take your computer, OK?

All right.

We thought Viola had been taking part in Blue Whale,

instead she wanted to expose the curator who'd reeled her sister in.

You didn't know anything?

I didn't know anything about Veronica,

but I knew she wanted to make a move against Blue Whale.

Why didn't you tell us?

I didn't think it was connected to her death.

She'd written this song protesting Blue Whale

and she was working on the video, it's not done yet.

Her message to kids

was that they shouldn't go for it, that it was a bunch of bullshit.

Here where there's no image,

it's where she wanted to insert a photo of one of those pricks

who push kids to commit suicide, but it was just a dream.

She didn't think she'd be able to catch a curator.

Instead she caught him.

Are they moving him to prison?

Yes, the DA's confirmed his arrest. But it wasn't him, if you ask me.

I hope it was.

Viola died trying to defend Veronica, but who'll stop her from feeling guilty?

-Take her home. -She doesn't wanna go.

I told her,

but since Olga's staying to work on Viola's computer, she wants to stay.

Her ankles are all swollen.

Are you just being really nice or are you also a little in love?

Because if you are a little in love,

you better learn another one of my little rules:

if a love story blooms within my team

and it goes bad, it's the male who gets transferred.

-You are... -The male.

-Anything else? -No, that's it.

Thanks.

Does Alba know you're sleeping with the waitress?

Think whatever you want.

There's been a lotta phone traffic between you and Guerrieri's daughter.

-Did you request my phone records? -I can't afford mistakes.

If there's anything going on between you and that girl,

make sure you don't cause trouble, thanks.

You sleeping? No.

-It's Olga. -Hip hip hooray!

-Go ahead. -We're there.

-I know who it is, I found him. -Good work, thank you.

She found the curator.

When you first arrived, you said you didn't know who Viola was.

In fact, I've never been to a rap concert.

I don't get rap either.

But Viola, beyond singing, had other activities going on internet.

I don't get it.

We know perfectly well you're one of those shit heads

who egg kids on to jump off rooftops.

-Why did you kill her? -I didn't kill anyone.

You figured out that she was fucking with you,

that she had a fake profile to diss you.

I really don't understand.

Let's see if it's clearer now.

You're Fox979, we know for sure.

Cat2003 was Viola.

Here are the chats, your idiotic orders

and her fake replies.

I wasn't serious about it.

I wanted to write an article on Blue Whale,

I pretended to be a curator.

Fineschi, we're much more sly than you.

Before approaching her, you found out her identity and address of the club.

-I was at home when she died. -Can you prove it?

No.

You can check my cell phone.

What if we ask you to give us a saliva sample for your DNA?

Yeah, you already took my fingerprints as if I were a killer.

Good.

We've got hard evidence on the boyfriend,

and just a couple of clues on him.

He did it, he figured out there was someone else

behind Viola's identity and he wanted to see who it was.

Viola didn't notice a thing,

maybe she told him her intentions.

He got scared, he went back to the girl,

took her computer, she caught him and he killed her.

All right,

but in order to incriminate him, I need evidence.

-It must be indisputable. -Of course.

Thank you, Inspector.

The DNA on the sheets is Fineschis' and his fingerprints are on the computer, too.

Your friend Carta said "indisputable evidence".

Fineschi told us he had sex with Viola 4 days ago, but not the night she died.

We gotta get the exact time and date of the murder from the samples.

I don't want that guy to get off easy.

-You got the photos of the crime scene? -Of course.

Show 'em to me.

-Also images of the bed? -Yep.

Here they are.

You know those magazine games

called "find the difference"?

We'll fill you in.

The sheets in the video on internet

aren't the same ones from the night she died,

but you were in both of them.

I slept with her again, and so? You gonna arrest me for that?

If you slept with her when she was dead

and you said you were at home, then yes.

She caught you looking in her computer.

All right.

I looked for her because there was something fishy with Cate2003.

The first time we slept together she hadn't figured out who I was,

so I went back, and we slept together again.

I looked in her computer, but she saw me and we fought.

-It was an accident. -No, you pushed her out the window.

And pushing kids to hurt themselves

is no child's play.

You'll get 30 years in prison to reflect.

She died for me.

No, she didn't want others to experience what happened to you.

She loved you so much, and that's forever.

Excuse me.

You look so much like her, you know?

I'd like to do something for Viola, if you'll allow me.

I'd like to sing one of her songs at my next concert.

No need to decide now, think about it.

I don't need to think about it, OK.

Bye, little one.

Goodbye, ma'am. Bye, Gemma.

Need a hand?

Thanks.

-I haven't changed. -Me neither.

Shall we go?

Yeah.

WE NEED TO TALK. SEE YOU AT MY CAFÉ

I saw some footage which I wish I'd never seen.

I saw you wander into Police Archives like a thief.

I was there when you beat up Bosca,

I was there when he reported you and when you came out clean.

Did you remove his report?

Clara's name came up on that report

and I don't want Alba to associate her mother with that man.

Carlo...

-They're investigating you. -Who?

The ones from Cold Case, Carta's giving them a hand.

Thanks for filling me in.