The Mallorca Files

Hah!

My God!

What is your problem, Javier?

The music was upsetting my horses.

Point of fact, they're my horses.

Not until Xisco retires.

My grandfather retires in less than three weeks,

so you are going to have to find a way to work with me.

Or what?

Can't we at least try and get on?

You are going to be my father-in-law, after all.

Over my dead body...

.. jefe.

Or, even better, over yours.

Oh, stupid machine!

If it's just a machine, why are you shouting at it?

You should be grateful it's not you I'm shouting at.

If you hadn't left those reports till the last minute,

we wouldn't be so up against it.

I'm not taking them home with me over the long weekend.

Maybe we should go off grid altogether.

Carmen and I are going on an artists' retreat in Sant Elm.

Going to paint a little, hike.

I intend on brushing up on my Catalan.

Seriously? Hm. Si.

Save your holiday plans until you are actually off duty.

I had a call in about a credit card fraud problem

at a riding centre just north of Arta.

Arta? Mm-hm.

That's miles away. Yeah.

And Rancho del Rey's even farther, at the foot of the mountain.

My friends and I used to ride there when we were children.

SHE SIGHS

Such carefree summers, filled with fun and laughter.

It's hard to imagine. Look, we've got a lot of paperwork

to get on with, Ines. Then you'd better get moving,

because I promised Senor Rey we would look into it.

Don't disappoint me.

Hey, it says here a number of clients from Rancho del Rey

reported fraudulent activity from their accounts

soon after visiting the ranch.

Perp's probably long gone. It's basically an insurance job.

And we're driving all the way across the island just to confirm it.

Well, actually, I'm driving, you're complaining.

We may as well make a day of it, hm?

OK, Rancho del Rey. Breeding and riding stables,

been around since the '50s,

although this website looks like it's just been updated, actually.

Ooh, listen to this. "Coming soon - La Vida Vaquero.

"Experience life as a cowboy,

"trekking over the mountains and camping under the stars

"for a stress-busting weekend out on the range. "

Oh, they're offering corporate packages.

Well, there you go. Why not give it a try?

"Stress-busting" and "horses" aren't words I'd put together, Max.

Then you're missing out.

I used to do a bit of riding...

.. back in the day. Ah.

It simplifies things somehow.

I'd rather simplify things with a good run, thanks all the same.

We understand some of your clients have had to cancel their cards.

It's a terrible business - never happened before.

It's a good thing I am retiring.

Oh?

The whole world has changed and, frankly, my grandson is welcome to it.

You called the police?

What choice do I have?

Pia Rey.

I'm sorry if my father's wasted your time.

Someone must have been looking over my shoulder when I took payment.

Four times?

I'm very careful with client details,

and the computer's password-protected.

Hallo! The office is this way.

Hallo, hallo, hallo, hallo, hallo, du schoner.

Let's just get this done and filed, can we?

No passwords in the old days.

We kept things under lock and key.

Locks break, papa.

And you don't need computer access to steal credit card details.

Have you noticed cards sticking a little when you take payments?

It's called skimming.

See here, scuff marks where somebody's attached the device.

It downloads details from the magnetic strip

every time you swipe.

Are you saying someone broke in? There's no sign of forced entry.

I don't understand.

Customers come in and out, some of the staff,

but nobody handles payment except...

.. except the family.

Well, it's all too common, unfortunately -

usually at gas stations or ATMs -

but it only takes a moment to fit, and if your back was turned...

I knew that card-reader would be a problem.

My grandson insisted on it when he came back.

Jose's been at university in the UK.

Mm. He has a business degree,

and he's right, we're long overdue for an upgrade.

Well, perhaps we can talk to Jose himself?

There, with his fiancee. Jose Rey?

Palma Police.

I'll leave you to it.

This is why we need a security camera.

It's on the list when the bank loan comes through.

Having some work done, I see.

Knocking this place down, for a start.

Building a high-end restaurant to accommodate high-end clients.

It's part of the rebranding.

Could one of your builders have fitted the skimmer?

Carl's been here twice to take measurements.

The real work won't begin until my grandfather's officially retired.

You only recently returned from the UK, is that right? Three months ago.

So are you familiar with all your current staff?

I know everyone, of course. I grew up here.

OK. So there's yourself, your mother, your grandfather. Who else?

Javier Santos is stable manager.

His daughter Belia - my fiancee - runs kids' treks.

They've both been with us for years, so have most of the stable hands.

Most?

I've been using some part-timers recently,

just to prep for the extra custom now the new website's up and running.

Speak to whoever you like.

Javier will round up the stable hands for you.

Hey...

This guy knows you.

Ziggy was my first horse when I was a kid.

He doesn't get why I don't have time to mess around any more.

Probably best to leave us to it.

You'll find Javier in the tack shed.

You play me for a fool!

No, no, no, that's too much.

It's like velvet.

Have a feel.

Why don't you make a start in here? I'll go find the fiancee.

No. No, no, no. I find another supplier. It's your choice, muchacho!

Palma Police.

You had no right to keep it from me, abuelo,

especially if you were going to call the cops!

It is my responsibility until the end of the month.

And I didn't want you involved, for obvious reasons!

Let's keep it low key, there's no need to alarm anyone.

Which one of you idiots has been stealing from us?

When will you learn to trust me?

Here. Take the bag.

Ketamine. Horse anaesthetic with a hefty street value.

My cousin forced me, I swear. I owe him money,

and he heard they were hiring here.

And the card-reader? What card-reader?

You want to add resisting arrest

to theft of a controlled substance and credit card fraud?

Bueno. Bueno, mira...

We need keep a lid on this.

I can't tell children to lie to their parents, Xisco.

We just have to be honest - these things happen.

Not here they don't.

Until now.

As you keep saying.

Your grandfather's upset, darling. I'm not exactly thrilled.

You might want to vet your casual staff a little more carefully from now on.

Lesson learned.

Your horses are ready.

I've got a trek due to arrive.

It's no reason to delay on our end.

But wait. This idiot was only taken on a few weeks ago.

Long after the fraud began.

Since when have you been checking up on me?

I'm trying to protect the business.

Then let the stable manager handle the stables.

It's a transitional period.

That's one way of putting it.

Go back to work, Javier.

This is a family matter.

Let's get back to your fraud problem, shall we?

Maybe this guy was working with someone else.

Or maybe he's not our guy at all.

His rap sheet - all drugs.

You see?

OK, so who was new to the team since the fraud began

and could've been in the office, then?

I told you. I don't let any part-timers in the office. I'm no fool!

Oh, and I am?

I didn't say nothing!

Maybe if you just gave me a little bit of encouragement

instead of criticising me all the time.

Don't, Jose. We all support you!

I'm going into town, better things to do.

Please, you have to excuse Jose. It's a very stressful time.

All the plans he's made for the upgrades, and the bank on his back...

There's a lot at stake.

Wait! Jose!

You're not a fan of the upgrades?

I'm not a fan of debt, Detective.

I was taught to save, to avoid risk.

That's why I want this situation cleared up before I retire.

Jose has enough on his plate.

Sorry.

The clients have arrived.

If you're so sure it wasn't a casual worker,

and you trust your staff, then it could be a repeat client.

We should cheque your record book for dates that might fit.