(gasping) (breathing shakily) I have some information about Lidia Amariei.

♪ ♪ MARIANA: Police!

Stop!

(bus honking) Alina?

I'm a police officer.

Explain to me how you got this.

EWERT: I can get you a passport.

No.

You take me to Romania.

♪ ♪ (doorbell rings) ♪ ♪ (horn honks) ♪ ♪ (sirens wailing in distance) ♪ ♪ You can relax, I'm gonna give you the bag, and then you can go home.

Is home here in Bucharest?

So... where are you from?

Why do you want to know that?

Just want to know who I'm talking to.

I'm from Zoria.

It's a small village up in north.

And your family lives there?

Mother?

Father?

So your mother raised you alone?

Me and my brother, Ovidiu.

It must have been hard for her.

(horns honking outside) Come on, eat something.

Now tell me... How did you end up in Sweden?

I didn't have any money... and no place to go.

But I had this.

That's how I met Lucian.

He was nice.

He made me feel good and safe.

He said that we...

He always said "we."

We could go to Sweden, make money, send home to my mother and Ovidiu.

And it was great.

Travel through Europe in his nice car.

We took a ferry.

And at the restaurant he said I was going to see my new boss, Janus.

So we went up to his luxury cabin.

Lucian opened the door, and there he was.

Janus?

The first thing he did was showing me his police badge.

It was to make it clear for me, I couldn't do anything.

Even if he killed me, he would get away with it, because he was the law.

♪ ♪ (breathing heavily) (water running) (sighs) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (phone vibrating) (birds chirping) ♪ ♪ (grunts) (groaning) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (breathing shakily) (gunshot fires) ♪ ♪ (child laughing) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (bus hisses) ♪ ♪ (distant sirens wailing) My name is Ewert Grens.

I'm a police officer from Sweden.

I'm looking for Andreea Simionescu.

Andreea Simionescu?

Ewert Grens, Swedish police.

You contacted me yesterday.

I could never believe you would travel across Europe to look me up.

It's about the murder of my... of a colleague of mine, Tobias Nordwall.

I'm not sure if I can help you with Tobias.

You said you had information.

Not about him.

Then, what about?

Come.

There's someone I want you to meet.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (bus doors squeaking) (dogs barking) (dog barking) (chickens clucking) (dogs barking) (children playing) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (siren wailing in distance) (phone line trilling) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (car engine starting) This is Ekatharina Amariei, Lidia's mother.

They used to live in a big, nice apartment, but ended up here after Rustan, Lidia's father, died.

The official version says car accident.

But the accident happened a day after he had a major breakthrough in a corruption investigation that went straight into the high office of the police headquarters.

Did you work with Rustan?

Yes.

We were partners in crime.

I got away with a few less toes.

Now I'm buying size 38 for this foot, and 36 for this one.

EKATHARINA: Come, please.

Come.

These two... they were gun crazy.

She took lessons in shooting, courses at the university...

Trained all the time in order to be the best student in the police school.

And believe me, when you are a woman and planning to be a policeman in Romania, you have to be better than the best.

ANDREEA: She had just got in to the academy when Rustan was killed.

And then, out of nowhere, they made a mistake with the papers, and she had no place in the academy after all.

EKATHARINA: She was... smart.

Very smart.

ANDREEA: This will explain the explosion to you.

An A student in chemistry.

This is what I wanted to tell you.

She knew what she was up to.

She meant to kill your colleague.

ANDREEA: Where are you going?

You said you wanted information.

I didn't ask for this.

You're the one who called me!

He was corrupt, right?

You don't know anything.

There can be no other explanation.

Rustan was a policeman; she wouldn't hurt another police unless he was corrupted!

Stop saying that!

(people chattering) I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry, too.

I saw Lidia growing up.

I cared for her.

I should have understood that you cared for him.

He wasn't just a friend, he was... family.

That's why I know.

Know what?

That he can't have done these... things.

What things exactly?

Lidia was a prostitute.

(pigeon cooing) When she left she said... she's gonna work in a restaurant.

Maybe she thought so at first, and then... she was forced to do this other thing.

By your friend?

Not without a reason.

What reason?

I don't know.

But he must have been forced to do it.

He must have had... some kind of pressure.

By whom?

Someone from here.

You're from here, you're a cop.

You have to know people who work with sex trafficking.

Someone we can talk to.

Yes, I think I know someone.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (overlapping chatter) ANDREEA: Before Dragos here started to be seen in nice places like this, he worked in the vice squad in Bucharest.

At the same time she had ten toes.

Ewert is a Swedish police officer, and he can put some coins in your cup if you're helpful.

(sighs) EWERT: I'm looking for a group wh o pick up girls from Romania and takes them to Sweden.

Are you kidding?

One group?

There are hundreds.

Do you know if any Swedes are involved?

Is that a yes or a no?

Come on.

There are Swedish here, and Norwegians, and Danish and Icelanders...

I mean, we are invaded from the north.

They come here and take our girls and make money out of them.

Is Tobias Nordwall one of them?

Do you have any photo of him?

(chuckles) That's you.

He's a cop, right?

I have... had colleagues who met him at the conference in Munich.

And how do you know they met?

They showed me a photo of him when he was out drinking beer with my colleagues.

So how can you remember this photo and his face?

I had to.

My colleagues showed the photo to the entire squad and said that no one should make a move at this guy.

Why?

'Cause he was going to pick up girls and bring them to Sweden.

But...

I don't think he was here very often.

My guess is that he had the others doing the fishing.

But how did your colleagues get him involved?

What do you mean?

Are you deaf?

No, but it was the other way around.

It was he who got my colleagues involved.

(phone ringing) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ I don't envy you.

You have to expose your friend.

You have no choice but show the world and his family who he really was.

But that's the thing, he wasn't anything like that.

We meet them all the time in our work, don't we?

People who could die for their family and friends, and at the same time kill whoever they want to.

They have this circle around them.

If you're inside, it's warm-- 'cause they protect you and care for you.

So you, his family and friends, you couldn't see who he truly was.

But now you know, so you have to act up on that.

Can you drive me?

There's a witness I need a full written statement from.

As you said...

I have no choice.

♪ ♪ (phone ringing in distance) (phone ringing) (doorbell rings) (cat meows) (laughing) (cat purring) (cat meows) ♪ ♪ (doorbell rings) Mm?

(cat meows) ♪ ♪ (dogs barking) (police radio chatter) (police radio chatter) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Were there any witnesses?

They said it was a car accident.

But you still have her story.

They will take your word for it.

(dogs barking) (phone chimes) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪