The Invisible Guest Page #7

the truth, why not call the police?

They know you'll never

incriminate yourself

by digging up their son's body,

and without a body

it's hard to prove a crime.

And they also know

you'd do anything

to get away with it,

even framing them

for your lover's death.

Come with me.

Second window on the right

of the second last floor.

Take a good look, Mister Dorian.

Toms Garrido stopped trusting

the police a long time ago,

and since then

he's been watching you

in order to take justice

into his own hands.

You assume things you can't know.

- I know more about him

than you think. - Why?

You're smart. Work it out.

I want an answer.

When Toms and his wife

got to the hotel

and found out about

Laura's death,

they understood what

had happened.

They probably studied their chances

and hesitated about what to do,

but with no faith in justice,

what was left for them?

Watch their enemy and wait.

All they could do

was watch you.

Toms Garrido became your shadow.

He found a vacant room

opposite your building

and took it over anonymously.

Since then, he's had you

and anyone near you

in his sights.

Every meeting,

every conversation,

every move you've

made to get free,

Toms Garrido has been

there to witness it.

And of course he got to me.

Who was he and what was

he doing in front of my office?

I realized that he was

following Flix,

so I had him watched.

The kid's father brought you

to me, not the reverse.

He gave you the thread to pull

to reach Daniel Garrido.

This photo proves it all could've

happened the way I said.

You're still not listening or

paying attention to the details.

The kid's mother

was in the room.

She was off that day.

She went there with her

husband to meet Laura.

This photo proves that...

This photo is a fake.

It's been manipulated,

it's a set-up.

Look at the mirror.

Now tell me:

Do you want my help?

For the judge to believe you?

Then admit that you killed Laura.

I killed her.

Adrin, are you there?

Your phone's off.

Call me when you can.

The miracle we hoped for

has happened.

Here, this is your boarding card.

Seat B52.

Talk to him,

it sounds important.

10 minutes break

and we'll start over.

I know the strategy

for your defense.

Don't worry.

I'm going out to

clear my head.

- Do you have coffee?

- Yes.

We'll need it.

It's going to be a long night.

Okay.

Ms. Goodman.

Thank you.

- Flix.

- I've been calling you.

My phone went off.

What is it?

I found him.

You were never on that road.

Can we trust him?

Completely.

That's perfect.

How is it with Virginia Goodman?

I had to tell her everything.

- Everything?

- Everything.

How do you feel?

You're right, she's very good.

We can trust her.

What was that prosecutor story?

The plane noise drowned you out.

Nothing, don't worry.

What the hell was that?

What's going on?

Flix, can you hear me?

- Are you there?

- I'll call you back.

Sh*t...

No one's seen the judge.

COWARD, MURDERER, IMPOSTOR

The prosecutor has no witness.

I made it up and adjusted it

in line with

the details you've given me.

- This photo shows...

- This photo is a fake.

It's been manipulated.

You assume things

you can't know.

- I know more about him

than you think. - Why?

You're smart. Work it out.

My wife and I know

our son is dead.

We just want to find him,

bury him and let

him rest in peace.

But with no faith in justice,

what was left for them?

Watch their enemy and wait.

That was how we met,

in a theatre group.

You've told me enough.

If I tell the judge this,

you're ruined.

Now you're on my hands.

Adrin, are you there?

Your phone's off.

All under control.

And the Garridos suspect

that you and your lover.

Are the culprits.

She's dead,

so all that's left... is you.

Where did you bury him?

There'll be no salvation

without suffering,

and you're not smarter than I am.

SONIA AND ALEX:

MOTHER AND DAUGHTER

Police. Can I help you?

Mr. Doria?

My name is Toms Garrido.

I'm Virginia Goodman.

I'm Daniel Garrido's father.

I want to tell you the truth

about what happened to my son.

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