Camila, you're here because you were contacted a year and a half ago
to come to Cartagena and end the marriage of Ms. Ferrer and Mr. Estévez.
You met, you fell in love. But yesterday you married someone else.
Meanwhile,
there is someone contacting men with your Tinder profile
and killing them in a rather unique way.
Unique how, detective?
The three of them were murdered with sexual intercourse.
All three suffered heart attacks.
While some details vary,
we believe that all three were murdered by the same person.
Okay. That's enough.
Please don't leave town. We will be in contact.
There's something she's not telling us.
-What do we do next? -Let's go.
FAKE PROFILE
The marks on his hands and feet,
the mask, his position…
It all suggests he consented to being immobilized.
-Consented? -Yes.
Did your brother have any interest
in sadomasochism?
No. For God's sake, no.
I don't know.
Those are private choices. I had no way of knowing.
Even though Adrián and I had…
a very close relationship…
I don't know if he was involved in strange stuff.
What I do know is that he felt lonely, and he was very happy I was coming back.
I talked to him three days ago.
Did you see him often?
Yes.
In 18 months,
he only visited you three times in prison, according to our records.
Would you still say that you had a close bond with your brother?
Very close.
Adrián is… He was my only brother.
Your only brother? You said Cristóbal…
I grew up with Adrián, detective.
And I never imagined we would be separated like this.
Ángela, they already took Cristóbal's body.
Don't worry, I'm used to it.
People on TikTok always say our family is cursed.
Thank you for seeing me during this difficult time.
-Excuse me. -Go ahead.
Never again…
Listen to me. Don't say that ever again. Understand?
Mom, Eva is right.
People are getting rich talking about us.
Both of you listen to me!
We are absolutely not going to let anything poison us.
From now on we have each other. Do you understand?
The car is here. Let's go.
Now I want you to relax and breathe deeply.
Close your eyes to keep your mind clear.
Breathe.
After I count down, tell me everything you see.
Three,
two,
one.
I'm afraid of losing control.
It's dangerous.
What is so dangerous?
Feeling like I can see Miguel at any time, that…
That he's close by. His smell, his voice.
That's why I try to avoid him.
But he knows how he makes me feel.
You know it too, but you deny it.
And then I see people who are dead, and everything spins out of control.
No one will ruin our wedding, babe.
Three, two, one.
Open your eyes, Camila.
Come back.
That fear you have of losing control…
Have you felt it with David?
Was that a question?
Or a personal opinion?
Ángela.
No, David is…
He's my home, my tranquility, my peace.
The place where I feel okay.
On the other hand, Miguel…
Miguel is…
He is passion, he is desire…
The desire to be together.
But there's also hate.
And that same fearlessness we feel is what stirs all this inside us.
Yes, you've told me about your sexual chemistry.
It's just that when we are together…
it's as if we are one,
as if the world around us doesn't exist.
As if we didn't have…
a history or a past.
When was the last time
that you felt…
that sexual urge with him?
It was…
a year and a half ago, on the outskirts of Cartagena,
at an abandoned farm.
It was as if we both knew that it was a farewell.
Inti Valderrama?
Can we talk?
I need your statement.
Or don't you care if we solve the murder of your ex-lover?
I don't care.
Ángela.
Laura.
Thank you for coming.
You can always count on me. Always.
Tebi.
Sorry we're meeting like this. I'm Santiago del Río.
I've heard a lot about you. I'll stop by the office tomorrow.
No, there's no need. Don't worry.
You take all the time you need.
Vannessa.
Thanks for being there when I found him.
I'm very sorry, really.
We were very close with him.
He didn't tell you anything?
Nothing in particular? Did he say if he was dating anyone?
No, he was single. He didn't want any attachments.
-He did tell me something, though. -He did?
He said he ran into an ex.
What ex? Did he tell you his name?
No. He didn't tell me his name,
but he did say he had suffered a lot over him.
You haven't met our new neighbor, Emanuel.
Excuse me.
Ángela, how are you?
Emanuel Bruna. I live in house L. Your brother was a great man.
We met at the gym.
I'm very sorry, really.
Thank you.
I see we have a lot of new neighbors,
and Adrián was friends with everyone, which doesn't surprise me.
Thanks for being here.
You know what? Let's have a get-together so we can get to know each other, okay?
You can count on us, Ángela.
-We're here for you. -Yes.
-Thanks. -Ángela.
-Thank you. -Tebi?
Excuse me.
-Hello? -Hi, Ángela. It's Inti. Can we meet?
David?
David!
David?
David!
Babe?
-Don't scream. -What are you doing here?
-Don't scream. -Don't touch me.
What's wrong?
-Why are you here? Don't touch me. -I needed to see you.
-Don't touch me! -Camila, why are you acting this way?
-Go, or I'll kick you out. -Why must I leave?
Cami!
Thanks for coming.
I didn't do it for you, I did it for me.
I don't want to keep holding on to this hatred.
It's absurd.
Especially after Adrián's death.
-I wanted… to go give you a hug. -I'm thankful you didn't.
We can't talk here.
We can talk on my boat.
Sorry, babe. I was taking a shower.
I'm taking the boat out to look for Inti's sailboat.
I want to ask him what he remembers from the night you were drugged.
I want you to be okay.
Don't worry, I won't be long.
Promise me you'll rest.
Yes, I promise.
I love you.
And I'm not going to let anyone hurt you.
-Okay? -I love you too.
I'll be back.
What did you tell him?
That when I see you, I can't control myself.
What I feel for you is not infatuation. It's not an obsession.
What I feel for you is real.
I love you.
No! No! Get off!
-Get out of here, please! -Camila, what's wrong?
-What's wrong? -Leave me alone! Leave!
-Leave me alone, damn it! -We were fine a second ago.
-Get out! -But why should I go?
Leave me alone, please.
Let's check the docks. Capi!
All that I ask… is to be treated with love.
With love?
That's hard.
You trivialized the most private, most intimate things.
Things I hadn't told anyone.
So I do hate you a little, Inti.
Throughout my life,
many have hurt me.
But you take the prize, man.
No one has ever fooled me like you.
That's why I'm here.
That's why we are meeting.
So we can talk, chat.
So I can tell you how I feel and apologize to you.
-We owe it to each other. -No.
I don't owe you anything.
I owe you nothing.
And you've taken enough from my family, you know?
You're absolutely right.
And I wish it wasn't true.
I apologize to you.
But I won't deny that despite everything…
I fell in love with you.
That is real.
The money and all that…
What you say is true.
But I…
-I have feelings for you, Ángela. -Really?
Oh, Inti, then…
If you love me so much, tell me something.
Is it true you were seeing Adrián before he was killed?
-Who told you that? -Answer me.
Is it true or not?
Did you talk to him?
Did he say anything before he died?
Wow.
What?
You killed him.
You killed my brother, Inti.
And then you went…
You went and did the same to Cristóbal.
Why? Because he didn't reciprocate? Is that why you did it?
For God's sake, how could I take you seriously?
You're just a fucking whore!
Tell me, how much are you charging per fuck?
You're not a client to me, Ángela. You never will be.
-You're wrong. -Not only a whore, but a liar.
I regret it.
I will regret being with you for the rest of my life.
Were you hiding out?
I need to ask you questions about Camila.
What did you do to Camila?
I don't know what you mean.
I saw Camila… for five minutes, at her wedding.
I never saw her again.
You didn't hear or see anything?
Like what? Hey, hey.
Get off my boat.
-Let me go, man. -Zorro.
-I don't want trouble.
-Neither do we. -Then leave, please.
I want to know who attacked my wife.
I have no idea who attacked your wife.
I was just on my boat drinking champagne. I don't know.
-Do you have proof I'm to blame? -I have no proof.
But I know the trouble started when this sailboat showed up.
This sailboat is private property.
As far as I know, I didn't invite you aboard.
-So long, guys. Goodbye. -Come on, man.
-Doesn't know Spanish? -Zorro.
I believe him.
Let's go.
Motherfuckers.
The ex who's not an ex. Now we know why he won't talk to us.
Coincidentally, he visited Riviera Esmeralda
during that time.
There's a man here for you. He says he's Cristóbal's father.
-Hello, how are you doing? -Fine.
-And you? Did you cancel your date? -Oh, no.
You know what?
I think it will be good for me to go out and think about something else.
Yes, probably.
Plus, it was Adrián who said you should get Tinder.
This is for him. You're absolutely right.
Good luck. Have fun. Hope it goes well.
I don't know what will happen, but here we go.
Okay. Just be very careful.
Send me your location. Text me when you get back.
-Yes, don't worry. I'll call you. -Okay.
-I'll wait by the phone, okay? -Okay. Kisses.
COUNTING THE HOURS
SEE YOU TONIGHT, RIGHT?
Oh, hello!
Where are you going?
I'm going to dinner…
Dinner with some people from the office.
You got dressed up for those old farts?
No. I already had this dress.
Okay.
Have fun, Mom. You look beautiful.
You like it?
Thank you.
I promise I won't be long, okay?
-I won't be out late. -Okay.
I mean, I won't be out too late.
-I love you. -Bye.
Cristóbal deserved the truth.
But why? After so many years.
My son wasn't gay
until he came to Cartagena and met your brother.
He returned to Medellín devastated.
He met Tatiana at church.
Soon after, he proposed to her.
He didn't want anything to do with that life, or Adrián.
That life,
as you call it,
was a marriage.
They were in love.
He was marrying Tatiana in three weeks. Everything was ready.
Until he answered a call from Adrián.
And look what happened.
Are we looking for scapegoats?
Perfect.
If you hadn't interfered in my parents' marriage
thirty-something years ago,
we wouldn't even be talking.
If I hadn't knocked up your mom,
someone would have.
That was her,
anyone would do.
Do you realize that I'm also in mourning?
I won't allow you to disrespect my family.
Understand?
Carolina didn't love your dad.
She got pregnant with Cristóbal to get away.
Six months later, she got bored with me.
She felt guilty and went back home.
Get out.
Of course. Gladly.
I just want my son, so I can bury him in Medellín.
-Morning. -Good morning.
If you find out anything, let me know.
You have my number.
-Did you find out anything? -We are on it.
Come in, please.
We want to ask you if you know this man.
His name is Inti Valderrama.
He worked briefly at A Thousand Pleasures, which was Adrián's restaurant.
Why?
Are you investigating him?
Records show him entering the property shortly before Cristóbal's death.
Then he's a suspect.
Everyone's a suspect for the first 24 hours.
Do you really think Inti Valderrama killed my brother?
Shouldn't you be investigating that Mexican dancer?
You do know that she's behind the Tinder profile
that contacted all these victims?
It's still a bit early to draw conclusions.
Thanks a lot.
Oh, honey.
I would love to stay, darling, but you know I can't.
No worries, Mom.
I really appreciate that you came.
You made me very happy.
Oh, honey.
David.
You take good care of my little girl. I'm holding you to it.
Don't you worry.
Come back anytime. This is your home too.
You're sweet. Thank you.
I'm going to go stand in line.
My darling.
Take good care of David.
He has it all.
He knows you, he respects you, he values you, he loves you.
And be careful.
Don't mess with the devil.
You do know what I mean, don't you?
Yes.
I love you. I love you, honey.
I love you.
I'M HERE
Laura.
Matteo, with a double T.
Finally.
Wow.
Finally. I thought this day would never come.
Why? Were you losing hope so soon?
No, no.
Quite the contrary.
The more time went by, the more I wanted to meet you.
Please, our table is ready.
-Thank you. -This way.
-Here you go. -Thank you.
I have one thing to say,
and it's that I'm very happy.
I imagined us meeting so many times.
Thank you.
Well, to be honest,
me too.
-Really? -Yes.
FOLLOW
CONGRATULATIONS!
BEST WISHES!
You came with the sole purpose
of destroying a family,
and you did it effortlessly.
-Bravo! -You have no fucking idea why I came.
You can fuck my husband without lying anymore.
I'm asking you, please, don't leave me hanging.
I want to know what's next.
Blackmail?
Milk us for cash?
We're both women.
I'm not interested in hurting you.
GHB, cocaine and scopolamine.
Are you sure it's scopolamine?
They did a special test. They're sure.
We don't know the exact order,
but Cristóbal took those drugs before he died.
Scopolamine connects him to the assault on Camila Román.
What about oxycodone, like Adrián?
No. It wasn't found in the body or at the crime scene.
What about DNA? They said they'd have results for us.
I don't know, boss.
Benito said the three bodies are consistent.
They were all cleaned, and they all have marks on their wrists.
Three murders,
all three with marks on their wrists, but the only one with a mask was Adrián.
Weird, right?
Boss, maybe it's some kind of ritual.
The murderer cleans them and then kills them.
Maybe.
Three murders in the last 48 hours.
Three men,
all three had heart attacks after having sex in the water.
And the only thing that links them is Tinder.
They found traces of organic material under Cristóbal's nails.
It matches the footprints on the side of the pool.
So he tried to fight back.
Any hits from the traces?
Yes, and he has a record.
For what?
Pimping.
No way. Unbelievable.
Oh, sure.
I thought, "What if she doesn't like me?"
"If she wants to leave, how can I change her mind?"
Oh, Matteo! It's not like this is your first ever blind date.
I mean, whether it's the first one or not,
this one's special.
I just met you… or rather, we just met,
and I feel like I've known you for a long time.
Don't you think that's because we've been talking every day
for at least an hour, for the last…
four months?
And I have some news.
What happened?
I just received my master's degree in Sustainable Architecture!
-Lit! -Lit!
Cheers!
Another bottle, please!
Another bottle of wine, please!
What's up, Hortensia?
She's waiting for you.
Go on.
Best wishes to the bride.
Ángela, I'm sorry about what happened to Adrián and Cristóbal.
Really.
Really?
You don't say.
If you're the woman you say you are,
look me in the eyes and own up to what you did.
You killed him, right?
Who paid you to ruin our lives this time?
No one.
I already settled my debts.
I don't want anything to do with you or Miguel, or anyone.
You already settled your debts?
Of course.
Now you have everything.
You slept with my husband,
destroyed a family,
kept my father's money and even had enough to buy a club.
But let me tell you something.
I'm the one who paid the highest price.
Can you imagine what it feels like to be locked up in a prison
away from my children?
Do you remember why? Do you remember why that was?
It didn't just happen, right?
If you really want to find your brother's murderer,
let's find him.
Why are you still in Cartagena?
Why didn't you just disappear?
At least until people had forgotten about the scandal.
Why didn't you?
I don't care what people think.
Right. What does a person who never had a good reputation
care about losing it?
But I'll tell you something, Camila.
If this is another one of those threats
that girls like you are used to orchestrating…
Girls like me?
Listen, Ángela.
You can complain about everything that happened,
but I won't forget that you tried to kill me.
-Be careful, because I may surprise you. -Is everything okay, babe?
Do you need anything?
It's all good, babe. Thanks.
I think I'm done here.
Good night.
You could've told the truth for once.
Why not?
I never lied to you.
Never, right?
Because sleeping with my husband… That's not lying.
-Can I dock here or do I have to pay you? -I don't want criminals on my dock. Leave.
You're the criminal who boarded my boat. Sure, laugh. I'm going to report you.
Babe.
-What do you want now? -Good evening.
You ruined our honeymoon. Are you here to shut down our hotel?
I know you're frustrated because you couldn't travel,
but right now we need you to cooperate.
Mr. Valderrama, I know you try to avoid law enforcement,
but we have a search warrant
to inspect your sailboat.
Search away.
Check every drawer.
Here, this one too.
Mom, is that you?
Sweetheart! My beautiful princess!
How are you, honey?
Dad!
Long time no see! You're so tall!
-I missed you so much, Dad! -Me too, sweetie.
My baby!
Let go of her!
Lucas?
What are you doing here?
Lucas.
What?
He's our dad.
We found it.
Is this yours?
What is it?
-Scopolamine. -No, it's not mine.
-And other illegal substances. -That's not mine.
Mr. Valderrama, you are under arrest
for the murders of Adrián Ferrer and Cristóbal Balboa.
What? I didn't kill anyone.
Take him away.
Camila, this is a trap. You know who is behind this.
Will you come with me?
POLICE