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Thank you so much for coming back in.

If they killed my driver, they'll kill my source.

- You must have been terrified. - Terrified,

- try angry. - You get some sleep?

You look great!

Must have been all that fresh air.

Let's see what progress we've been making with your source.

He's in grave danger, that fellow.

Thank you.

This look familiar, Miss Baines?

This is Sebastian Berger,

his satellite scanner picked up the call

that lead to your rescue last night.

Thank you, Mr. Berger, and yes, it does look familiar.

We searched your house and the person who abducted you

was there already.

The only thing he took was a copy of The Hague Guardian.

I, ah, ran some analytics and, uh,

selected a few ads that looked like they might have been posted to

communicate information, but...

it's difficult, without knowing the context.

Well, you were along the right lines.

"Sweet Muse, I saw you last Monday at

10am waiting on the bench...

for the west-bound #95 bus toward Noordwijk.

You looked up and smiled as I walked by.

I knew at that moment, my life would never be the same.

Let's get in touch.

You choose the place."

Signed...

Mad about you.

What the...

What?

He gave you the time and location.

All I had to do was substitute last Monday for next Monday.

And when I got to the bus stop, I'd find the

Wombosi documents in a sealed envelope

taped to the underside of the bench.

We have a problem.

The person who took this from your home

knows you circled this ad in the newspaper.

They can communicate directly with our source.

All they have to do is set-up a meeting as, uh,

Sweet Muse and wait for him and kill him.

I never imagined anyone would get hold of this paper.

No, how could you have?

The next issue comes out tomorrow.

My guess is they've already posted a response to your source in it.

OK, we need to get to that paper before her source does,

otherwise they'll kill him.

I'll get Ellie on it.

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Well, we know that

whoever abducted Sophie, did it to get to her source, to silence him.

- Yeah. - You said when you got here

that you didn't think it was Wombosi.

- And I still don't. - OK.

It... it's someone else, someone who would have a big problem with

the information that Sophie's source gave her, getting out.

Somebody how hired

this man.

Robert Penny.

He was a mercenary. He would have worked for anybody

- who would write him a cheque. - Right. Luke Wilkinson

looked at the list of Penny's past employers

and one name stuck out.

Dominic Fitzroy,

from...

Melvoy Security.

He denied any involvement.

But Luke's phone was tapped when

he was investigating a certain client of Melvoy Security...

Argento International.

Jay Pemberton.

But we're missing a fundamental element...

- Pemberton's motive. - Exactly!

Arabela, has a lead.

AMSTERDAM, The Netherlands.

This place is really beautiful in the summer.

They've got kayaks and, uh,

paddle boats. It's fun!

You holidayed here as a kid?

My mother, she's Dutch,

I grew up in a little town nearby.

What about your father, where's he from?

Are you asking why I'm a little bit brown,

- Inspector? - Brown?

No! No I'm not.

I'm joking!

My father is Nigerian, he moved to Holland when he was a boy.

That must have been some culture shock.

Yeah, you could say that.

So, who is this guy that we're meeting?

My contact said he's been deep undercover for

two years now. That's all I know.

I did undercover once, on a drug bust.

Just didn't have the stomach for it.

Always looking over your shoulder, waiting.

Mm.

Get in!

Guess that's our ride.

Now!

Nice manners!

- Yes? - Do you have a minute?

For you, always.

Sophie seems well.

Yes.

It could easily have gone the other way.

Yes.

There should have been a rapid response team in place.

You mean the Cross Border Unit?

Yeah, that's exactly what I mean.

I...

have made an appointment with the board,

You're going to ask that the Cross Border Unit be re-established.

It never should have been shut down, Carine.

The unit wwas shut down before.

If you're gonna start it up again,

you need someone who will give it her heart, and soul.

That's me.

No one has worked harder or achieved more

at the ICC.

Then let me lead it.

There's no one more qualified, Michel, and you know it.

We will discuss this,

after we deal with Wombosi.

Of course.

A present from Ellie, hot off the press.

There...

"Sweet Muse,

Mad about you: a life-changing moment,

14:00 yesterday."

- That's 14:00 today. - It's a death sentence

and we can't warn him because we don't know who he is.

Yeah, but he knows who Sophie is though.

Yeah.

Her abduction was kept out of the press...

nobody knows about it.

So... Dorn has a press conference,

he announces her abduction.

The source won't show up because he knows that Sophie can't be there.

He may even realise that someone else placed the ad,

- they're trying to flush him out. - He'll know he's in danger.

Carl Hickman pulled something like this once, it... it, er...

it worked.

- Maybe it's gonna work again? - I'll tell Michel.

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ROTTERDAM, The Netherlands.

- Hello? - Hey, honey, everything good?

- When are you coming home? - The usual. Why?

You're telling me you don't remember?

The ultrasound. Right, sorry.

Tell you what. I'm

on my way to my two o'clock now. I'll just come straight home after.

Yeah, good thinking.

- You know I love you, babe. - You better!

See you soon.

Thank you for coming. Two days ago

my esteemed colleague,

the ICC investigator Sophie Baines was kidnapped.

Taken from her car, after her chauffeur had been assassinated.

An investigation is ongoing,

but as of this moment

we have no leads. None.

Anyone

who has any information whatsoever...

God damn it, you told me the ICC had Sophie Baines at that quarry.

They did.

Well, someone better tell CNN!

Then I need to remind you that my connection to this

cannot be made public.

You find that leak...

and you plug it up.

We've gone through the computer files and

phone records of 3000 Argento employees.

Already narrowed the field down to 12 suspects.

Call me back when you've narrowed it down to one.

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Classy friends you've got.

No English manners here.

Inspector Seeger...

and you must be Inspector Wilkinson.

Welcome, please sit down.

I apologise for the cloak and dagger.

I hope you didn't suffer any discomfort.

Nah, I like being blindfolded and bundled into the back of a van.

It was for your personal safety.

I'm embedded in the Sinaloa drug cartel.

They wouldn't look kindly upon our meeting.

You have a question?

The connection between Argento International

and Fabrice Wombosi...

what is it?

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You look quite pleased with yourself.

Sophie had her lower clerk's laptop sent over,

I just located the email sent by her source.

- That's brilliant. - It was sent from an IP address in

Delft, on February 19th.

Internet caf�?

Public library.

And he used a read only,

a fake email address.

gordongekko@malescratcher.com

How do you know that's not his real name?

Because it's a character from the movie "Wall Street".

Oh well, that presents us with quite a problem doesn't it.

Fictional email address.

I have to go there and access the computer.

Maybe he left something behind in the browser cache or the cookies.

You wanna come?

Me, out in the field?

You look surprised.

Well, it's just sometimes I get the impression

the others don't quite take me seriously as a cop.

You're young.

You have to give them some time.

Oh, and, ah...

you might wanna grab your shoes.

- OK. - Hi.

- How'd it go? - Rough night, but it was worth it.

Er, long story, better told in a pub over a few pints.

OK, walk me through it.

Right.

Pemberton,

the owner of Argento has

been bribing Wombosi to smuggle coltan

- out of the Eastern Congo. - What's coltan?

Coltan is the metallic ore

you find in the power supplies of jet engines and

computers, smartphones.

Now, Wombosi has been using the same smugglers and routes

as the cocaine cartels.

Out of Eastern Congo

winding their way up through Central Africa and into Europe.

Nearly 14,000 tonnes of the stuff is getting shipped,

smuggled out every year.

That is billions of Euros worth of coltan

and it's all on the black market.

OK. So the... the evidence that Sophie gave Michel had

nothing to do with coltan, it was about the massacre in Banui. So,

where's the connection?

Banui.

It just so happens that these villagers' homes

are sitting on the world's

largest deposit of coltan.

And a protected game reserve,

so mining's prohibited by international treaty.

OK. So you said coltan is a billion dollar business.

- Yes. - So, Pemberton...

bribes Wombosi...

to mine the coltan, but

it's illegal.

So he has to get rid of any and all witnesses.

We have no documents, no photos,

nothing to substantiate.

That will stand up in court.

Nothing.

- Not quite nothing. - What did you find?

I thought

if those mercenaries killed all those villagers,

maybe the villagers managed to kill at least one fo the mercenaries.

- Nice. And did they? - Yeah.

An NGO

responded first. I have some friends there.

This card was found on the site. A Swiss national.

It's Melvoy Security.

Melvoy's been working with Pemberton from the very beginning,

and that's why they had Robert Penny in the courtroom,

to make sure neither he nor Pemberton

were incriminated.

Which is why at all cost,

Pemberton and company

have to find Sophie's source.

They have to find him,

they have to silence him,

they have to kill him.

Because he alone,

has the evidence that will incriminate them.

Oh, I meant to tell you,

- your son is adorable. - Thanks.

He takes after his mother.

But I didn't even know I was a father until quite recently.

That's a long story.

- Must have come as quite a shock. - You could say that.

Excuse me,

- do you have a public computer? - Yes.

But you'll have to sign for it.

For security. We have a lot of valuable artefacts here.

Sure.

I doubt he used his real name.

One mistake's all we need.

- Gordon Gekko. - Bollocks.

Your ID is

WN457.

You put the card in the slot there.

- Thanks. - Thank you so much, sir.

This must be the oldest computer left in existence.

That's an old Packard Bell.

My first computer.

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Gotta love Window 98.

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There's nothing for me to work with here.

Nichts.

What about the cache thingy?

Well, most public computers are administrated,

the user can't just go in and delete their own history

or access the cache or cookies.

This computer's wide open.

There's no trace of him anywhere.

Could be why he chose this place.

He knew he could cover his tracks.

Well, I knew the email address wouldn't be traceable, but

I thought there'd be something.

We better head back.

There's one more thing we could try.

Sir,

do you still have the ID card for WN453?

Er, yes I do.

C'est bien M�decins Sans Fronti�res ?

Bonsoir, madame. Comment puis-je vous aider ?

- Parlez-vous anglais ? - Yes, how can I help you?

This is Carine Strand with the International Criminal Court,

may I speak with your chief medical officer, please?

Do you know what time it is?

Yes, I know, it's urgent.

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Monsieur. Oui, d'accord.

Merci.

Is it always like this?

There was an altercation last night,

two men were stabbed to death, Cedric was wounded.

- Is he all right? - Someone managed to pull

him out of the fray but he has eight stitches in his arm.

Do we know if Wombosi is behind last night's altercation?

According to the guards, it was a travel conflict that got out of hand.

- Ah. - He's this way.

Cedric...

These are the people I told you about.

Hello, Cedric.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to tell your story again.

I need you to

explain to this lady and to me,

what happened in your village.

It was two years ago.

A hot day.

My brothers and me

we were playing outside.

He lived in the Banui reserve.

Right on top of the coltan deposits.

Then men came,

with guns.

They started shooting everywhere.

My brothers,

my father,

they were all killed.

Then they lit the village on fire.

Hundreds were burned alive.

M�decins Sans Fronti�res found him alone,

in the bush.

He had been there for three days without food or water.

Everyone I knew is dead.

I have no home.

No family.

Cedric,

we'd like you to come with us.

I'll find you a safe place to stay.

I promise you.

People need to hear your story.

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You found a witness?

Of the massacre Wombosi ordered?

She did indeed.

A remarkable boy, Cedric Bofeko.

He survived the actual massacre.

He's willing to testify for us when court resumes.

It still won't prove that Wombosi was responsible.

To do that, we have to Sophie's source.

And, we do not have a clue who he is.

Forensics found one usable fingerprint on the ID card.

- They're sending us the results now. - Should I get the others?

Not yet, let's see what we're dealing with first.

Simon Gilbert.

Let me check.

Argento International.

He's senior vice president there.

Do you have a solution to our problem?

Still finessing the details.

If I go down for this Fitzroy, you go down with me.

I don't go down,

ever!

I hired you to protect my company, not yours.

You've got over 40,000 employees, worldwide.

3.000 of them in Rotterdam alone.

These things take time.

I don't have time, Fitzroy, and neither do you.

- You said you had 12 name? - That's right.

And only 4 of them left the office early today.

It has to be one of them.

- News? - We identified our source.

- Excellent! - Sebastian found him.

- Good. - Not me, Ellie.

Well done, you.

- What's his connection? - Simon Gilbert,

34 years old.

He's the senior financial analyst at Argento's Rotterdam branch.

Apparently he was hand-picked by Jay Pemberton, straight out of Wharton.

Pemberton's also an alumni.

So, Pemberton was his mentor.

Well, there's a quote on Gilbert's profile that

refers to Pemberton as the most important

influence in his life, both as a friend and as a mentor.

Well, he obviously had a change of heart.

Well, if we've found our mystery man,

it's only a matter of time until Argento does.

And we know if they find him, he's dead.

Get his mobile number,

and address. Shoot it over to Arabela and Luke.

They need to get to his flat right away.

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Thank you.

Mr. Gilbert isn't very tidy.

Someone got here before us.

No blood wounds...

Or bullet casings.

You wouldn't leave the country without your passport.

Or your wife.

So where is she?

Mr. Fitzroy...

Come with me please.

Now!

Leave your phone and laptop there.

I'm sorry, Mr. Gilbert is still not answering his line.

Please, we really need to speak with him. It's urgent.

- Hey Arabela, what's up? - Yes...

I have Simon Gilbert's brother-in-law here,

he says there's been a family emergency.

Do you know where we can find him?

Oh, I see.

When?

I'll let him know.

- Mr. Gilbert is no longer with Argento. - Since when?

Since yesterday.

That was Arabela,

Gilbert's flat's been tossed.

There's no sign of him or his wife.

The Dutch police are out looking for her now.

Sebastian,

did you get us a GPS location on Simon's cell phone?

Just a second...

It's pinging off a tower about 500 meters

from the Argento building in Rotterdam.

What, he never left the damn building?

He's still in there.

What am I doing here?

An emergency warrant,

Argento International, in Rotterdam.

Someone's been leaking incriminating information,

about Argento's dealings in Africa.

And I've narrowed it down,

to you.

When we searched your computer,

we found classified information

for which you have no security clearance.

Never seen any

classified information.

In your capacity in the financial department

surely you've come across lawsuits,

allegations,

settlements made by Argento?

Yes, of course.

Perhaps you chose to share a little of this secret information,

with the prosecutor named Sophie Baines?

I've no idea what you're talking about.

I don't know any Sophie Baines.

I'm sure you're aware of the consequences of divulging

confidential company information.

If you're lying...

it could be at a great personal cost.

How did you get that?

Where is she?

You're a lucky man, Mr. Gilbert. Such a pretty wife.

OK.

Just...

just don't...

don't hurt her.

Mr. Pemberton treated you like a son.

He gave you a career.

And you chose to pay him back like this?

He was like a father to me,

but he is not the man that I thought he was.

He's been illegally smuggling coltan out of the East Congo.

Two years ago

he paid armed men to slaughter

hundreds of villagers on a game reserve,

just to get to the coltan deposits there.

He is a murderer.

You're living in a fantasy world.

Argento had nothing to do with any atrocities.

But, just in case

there's anything that could be seen as incriminating,

we've purged the company computers.

But I must have the copies!

There's...

there's just one.

I'll take you to it.

Mr. Gilbert's going to take you on a field trip.

Yes.

Please tell him that a man's life

hangs in the balance. That should get his attention.

They put me on hold.

It's bullshit.

They have him in the garage! They're leaving now!

Arabela called,

the wife is at the doctor's office,

- she's safe. - OK.

Here we go.

I'll have Sebastian track our GPS.

Luke,

they're heading north on the E19 towards Delft.

You're about 5 kilometres behind them.

Make that 2.

Sebastian,

we're here.

Saint Albert's Church.

- Alert the Dutch police. - On it.

- Luke and Arabela are right behind you. - Tell them to hurry.

Freeze!

Come on, guys,

it's over. You're surrounded.

Just drop it.

OK?

Just... drop the gun.

OK?

Hands up!

Now!

Drop the weapon!

Drop, drop it!

This is useless.

I made other copies to give to the media,

but they're still in my office.

I'm sure everything's been destroyed by now.

I was just trying to do the right thing.

I wanted to hold that bastard accountable.

There's still time to make it right. You could testify in court.

Are you for real?

They almost killed me.

Mr. Gilbert, without evidence

linking Wombosi to that massacre,

all we have is your testimony.

Wombosi will walk.

I'm sorry,

but I tried and I failed.

I have my family to think about.

There's someone I want you to talk to.

A young boy, who survived the massacre.

General Wombosi,

we have introduced into evidence

the encrypted emails that show that you personally

ordered your army to allow those mercenaries soldiers

to cross your country's border in 2013.

Mercenaries who then went on to kill, no,

to slaughter

hundreds of men,

women and children.

Yes, I reviewed those emails.

Do you deny writing them?

I do not.

But I find no proof those mercenaries slaughtered anyone.

Really?

Despite sitting here,

listening to the

eye-witness testimony

of Cedric Bofeko.

But you do not doubt the veracity of his account, do you?

I do not.

But, sadly,

civil unrest and tribal warfare

are a common occurence in my country.

This has nothing to do

with civil unrest, General!

And you know it!

M�decins Sans Fronti�res

found the body of one of those mercenaries,

amongts the corpses of the massacred.

I know nothing of this man.

But I thank you for bringing this to my attention, Mr. Dorn.

My government will launch a full investigation.

General,

would you be kind enough to describe

what this is?

It looks like some kind of ore.

Congratulations, you're exactly right.

It is an ore.

Coltan for short.

The largest deposits of coltan

are found

in the Eastern Congo.

In an area protecty by a treaty!

But despite that treaty,

14,000 tons of coltan

were smuggled out of there last year.

The supply route greased

by the bribes

of Argento International.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Well, thankfully,

a man named Mr. Simon Gilbert does.

Objection!

Argento is not on trial here.

And Mr. Gilbert was not on the witness.

He is the vice president of Argento International.

I call Simon Gilbert

as a witness.

- Thank you, Miss Baines. - Thank you, Mr. Gilbert.

Would you introduce yourself, please?

My name is Simon Anthony Gilbert.

All rise.

Having considered all the evidence

and the arguments of both parties,

this trial chamber unanimously finds you, Fabrice Wombosi,

guilty of all charges.

You're hereby sentenced to 30 years in prison.

We did a good thing, Michel.

We did.

This verdict

exists because of you, dear Sophie.

Thank you.

I have news everyone.

Simon Gilbert

has agreed to cooperate

with the United States Department of Justice

in the case against Argento International.

What about Melvoy Security?

Ugh, Melvoy, no.

They have too many friends in too many high places.

So, Fitzroy walks?

Well, my hands have been tied.

He'll get what's coming to him one day.

Only if you all were to do it,

I have been to the board,

and I argued that this case proved that the

Cross Border Unit should be re-established.

And they agreed.

But who's going to be in the unit?

All of you.

And you will be led

by Inspector Strand.

- I don't know what to say. - Say you'll take the job.

Congratulations to all of you for a job well done.

I cannot begin to tell you

how happy, how relieved,

it makes me

that this unit is going to go back to work again.

Welcome aboard, Inspector.

I'm just gobsmacked.

Are you in?

Uh, I'll think about it.

As long as there aren't any more blindfolds.

Are you staying?

Oh, no.

You'd be vital to this unit.

You don't need me.

Did you give Sebastian a piece of evidence?

That was personal.

This court's resources aren't for your personal use.

If, on the other hand,

you were an officer of the ICC...

Are you

blackmailing me, Inspector Strand?

This unit needs you, Inspector Costante.

And you need it.

More than you realize.

I see why Dorn picked you to lead the team.

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