The Invisible Guest Page #3

But nobody knows anything.

Did he say anything to you?

Okay, don't get nervous.

Maybe he had other plans.

Nervous no, Toms,

he told be he'd be with friends.

- Maybe he didn't tell

you the truth. - Why?

What if he met another girl?

No, Toms, no.

This is all very strange.

I'm going to call him.

Leave him be.

He's a big boy.

- Do you hear that?

- Yes.

Did you hear a cell phone?

I'm calling him again.

My son's not with his friends

and my wife's imagining things.

Here it is.

That's strange. Daniel never

goes out without his cell phone.

He must've dropped it.

You tell her, Raquel.

I have to go. I'm really late.

No one's heard from Daniel.

What do we do?

Tell me what we should do.

I thought of something.

But I'm in your hands.

It depends on you.

The look in her eyes scared me.

I got rid of my car,

without a trace.

I don't know,

it's in front of a scrapyard.

Then I said goodbye, agreeing that

it was the last time we'd see each other.

I reported my car stolen,

pretending I just got

back from Paris.

I told Sonia the same thing:

I'd stayed overnight

in our city place.

But are you alright?

I spent a sleepless night.

I felt like a fraud, an impostor.

It had taken me ten years

to reach the top,

but I could lose it all

in the blink of an eye.

The next day, I went to work.

We were preparing the entry

of Global Go Tech Media into Asia

and it would've been strange

if I wasn't there.

I'd been trying to close

the deal for a year,

and now it was about to happen

I couldn't screw it up.

Before going home,

I tried to gather my thoughts

in order to face my wife

and daughter.

I needed to put on a mask

to hide the man I wasn't

but would be again.

And when I thought I'd done it...

the inevitable happened.

Daniel Garrido, 23,

left work in this

bank around 6 p.m.

He went home and minutes

later went out again.

His parents expected him for dinner,

but they've heard nothing from him.

Family and friends

have united to search for him,

believing he had a car crash

and perhaps his car is hidden

down a ravine in the area.

The father's face

engraved on my retina.

I saw myself in his pain.

I swore it'd be the last mistake

I'd ever make in my life.

- Excuse me.

- Go ahead.

Hello.

Are you sure?

Tell me if there's any news.

The state's witness

is in the courthouse.

His identity is unknown,

but the judge is on his way.

I have to talk to Felix.

- What is it?

- Flix, where are you?

Bilbao airport,

getting off the plane.

Virginia Goodman's here because

the prosecutor may be ahead of us.

- The prosecutor...?

- When will you be back?

Tonight on the last flight.

Put her on.

He wants to talk to you.

- Flix.

- What's going on?

A last-minute witness.

- He just got to the courthouse.

- Virginia?

Mr. Doria will probably

have to testify tonight.

Send me the details in writing,

but I leave him in your hands.

I'm going after something big.

It may be crucial to the case.

- I'll call back in a couple of hours.

- Alright.

Thanks, Flix.

What did he say?

It's all under control,

don't worry.

Good. Let's continue.

Where were we?

I focused on my life.

But the police came around.

Mr. Doria, you have visitors.

It's the police.

That's not on any file.

How do you know?

The details, Mr. Doria.

The Bierge police found debris

from two collisions

five miles from where

the missing man lived.

But there's no record

of either of the accidents.

Strangely, the kid's father picked up

a woman who'd had an accident,

right there, the same day

his son disappeared.

Do you know her?

What is this?

Look, why would my client care

about what happened in Bierge

when he was in Paris?

She told the missing kid's father

that she'd hit a deer.

But debris from a second

vehicle on that road

leads us to the theory

that something happened

and she covered it up

with someone's help.

And?

The license plate of the vehicle

this woman was driving

belongs to a BMW

in your client's name.

It was stolen from a private

carpark that weekend.

Are you insinuating

the Mr. Doria is lying

to hide an accident about

which you have no proof?

According to the report,

you couldn't produce the parking

card to prove the car was there.

I lost it.

I usually keep it in my wallet,

but I must've left it in my jacket

and it fell out on the trip.

I know, it's in your statement.

Very convenient.

Hold on, did the license plate info

come from the missing kid's father?

Now that is convenient,

and uncorroborated.

That's what we're trying to do:

corroborate it.

You needn't have bothered my client

to corroborate his Paris trip,

you just had to ask his secretary

for the details.

Are we done?

Why are you so nervous?

Tell me or I won't be

able to help you.

Do you have anything to do

with this kid's disappearance?

Well then?

I wasn't in Paris.

I was with a woman.

So Eva can't prove to the police

that you were in Paris?

Can you make them believe I was?

Can you buy me an alibi?

- Do I have a choice?

- I ended it, it was a mistake.

I can't let this damn coincidence

ruin my life with Alex

and Sonia. I can't.

Next time you call me,

start by telling me everything.

I need something else.

What?

The police file.

I don't want this to haunt me.

I'll take care of it.

Later, my Paris alibi

was checked out

and the police dropped

the matter.

Flix fulfilled the first part of

the deal, but not the second.

One of my sources found

your name in the police files,

and I'm afraid that the prosecutor

may have done the same.

I'd never have gone so far

if it weren't for Laura.

What did she do when you told her

the police asked you to ID her?

I didn't tell her.

I know you contacted her.

The rich want to stay rich,

protect themselves and their property.

Wherever there are rich people,

there are surveillance cameras.

How'd you get the police to think

Daniel Garrido was on the run?

- Where are you calling from?

- A phone booth.

Talking in a place with so much

surveillance isn't very smart.

My nerves gave me away, I know.

But don't think I'm stupid enough

to contact Laura

right after the police

tried to link me to her.

When and why then?

When I saw

how far she could go.

Laura never stopped

when she knew what she wanted.

- Hello.

- Say hi to Grandpa.

She did it with me when we met.

Can I pay up?

And she was doing it again

to put it all behind her.

There you go.

The police have ruled out

that Daniel Garrido,

the young man from Bierge

missing for 3 weeks, had an accident.

The latest investigations say

he could've faked his own

disappearance in order to run away.

Police sources state

that he took 50,000 euros from

the bank branch where he worked.

Daniel Garrido

redirected small amounts...

All ready to set sail.

I just got a call.

An emergency meeting with Mr. Lee.

- Where are you calling from?

- A booth.

See you in four hours in the

bar in front of the scrapyard.

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