today!
We have hit something real important!
She's that very woman!
There were 48 people on that day in the fortress,
All dead including Riley and Jaffad.
She is the only survivor.
Our guys found her fingerprints there.
But she's a European.
Only we don't know where from exactly.
She appeared near Jaffad three years ago,
Iike his maid and all, but in fact
she was his watchdog.
Jaffad trusted her entirely.
And now what is she doing in Paris?
In the company of Butcher's man?
When you snarled at Francois, I felt that...
I can't talk like this...
- You felt what? - That I must...
That I want to know you closer.
Is it possible?
Oh, come on, it's just that
every week you're dating
some lucid-eyed trusty girl.
You think I'm such a lady-killer?
I think you're a person
following your every whim.
Stop trying to impress me.
I am impressed already. I don't
care what kind of a man you are.
Instead of dining out with
some girlfriend of mine,
I prefer your company.
I think it's more interesting.
Monsieur Devier, there's a
telephone call for you.
Thank you. My poor would-be Madame Devier:
What a trial to have someone
like me for a husband.
I'll be back in a minute.
Please.
Hello?
- Hello?
- Listen to me...
- What?
- Just listen,
One of them must be in Norway now.
We're looking for him.
Another one has been moving
from one country to another
and has settled down in Malaysia.
The ltalian lawyer will be no
problem, he lives in Florence
and we'll be there in an hour.
Reserve a suite for me. I'm leaving.
Monsieur Devier says he is sorry,
some urgent business in Florence.
He'll call you when he's back.
The bill is already paid.
Where are we going?
Something is wrong?
Don't stop the engine.
Don't move!
The doors! She's ll try to get away!
Move aside!
- The police!
- I see
We're stuck.
You mean, the house staked out,
the cars battered,
all this for the sake of
some stupid postcard?
It's not a postcard, it's a photo...
So what?
- It's my favorite city.
- Paris, yes. And that's all?
Yes.
Tell me what I still don't know about him.
Well,
FLORENCE. ITALY
His father, Phillip Devier,
died eleven years ago.
His son took over his business.
- I know this.
- This is what everyone knows.
Except that Louis's father
was someone else than Phillip.
ALBERTO SOLDl'S APARTMENT
His real father was Algerian,
blew himself up in a car,
near the French Embassy in Cairo.
Louis was five years old then.
Please, I don't know anything!
Trust me... I'm just a lawyer!
Please, don't kill us!
Also You know that Louis studied in Sorbonne.
- Graduated with honors.
- Right.
But You have no idea that in
1982 he nearly ended in prison.
For what?
For killing his fellow-student.
All this... It's in the safe...
What's on this photo?
Inform me if you find her.
But don't do anything.
Because, you know... You got me, Ronnie?
Let me know immediately.
Though, I'm not sure she's still in France.
Jesus, and this is the glorious Florence.
Couldn't they choose a more decent street?
I think it's this way.
Object 19-51 on the line.
Secret channel.
He stopped at Westin Excelsior, room 537.
Arrived today morning,
by his personal plane.
It was sleepless night again?
It's sleepless life, honey.
What have you got?
We don't have enough info.
No names, not even a foothold.
We only know these people
were connected with Jaffad.
And it will take weeks to find them.
We don't have this time! Get in
touch with our ltalian colleagues,
with Norwegians, let them step in, too
He's in the restaurant.
Soldi was the first one in his list,
means, we're dealing with
the first portion of the code.
For the second portion
we should go to Norway,
which goes in for no end
of Bjornes and Petersens...
One of them, a physician,
was a captive in Afghanistan,
and Jaffad redeemed him in 1998.
Well, then...
Peterson and Kirami will
be someone else's job.
- Butcher doesn't trust me?
- Butcher