The Loyalty Game

Is it okay if I go with him?

This is how you put bait on a hook.

Just enough to entice the fish.

Not too much, because they'll just feed

without you catching them.

Your father wanted to reconcile.

He's staying in town.

Greet your sister.

Ana.

Mara, you have to find her.

Ben, maybe you should look for her yourself.

Attorney really seems to have another woman.

What?

I saw him. Coming out of a coffee shop.

That's all.

- - Mara Lacaba.

Is she your accomplice in what you're hiding, Ben?

I'm starting to see who you really are.

Resign.

This is ten meters long, right?

Yes, sir.

Okay, I'll take this.

And some hooks, cable ties, and duct tape.

Sure, sir. Just a moment.

- Here you go, sir. - Thank you very much.

- Thanks. Bye! - Thank you, sir!

Come on. Let's go, let's go.

- Come back again! - Yes.

Can you walk?

Get in, hurry.

Babycakes, let's go.

Excuse me, officers.

Could you open it first?

- Dorna. - Yes, sir.

Find the murder weapon.

- Okay, sir. - Go ahead.

- Antonio! - Just a moment, ma'am.

- Antonio! - Ma'am, please wait.

- Let go of me! - Antonio!

- Dad! - Antonio!

- Dad! - Antonio!

- Dad! -

- Antonio! - Antonio!

- Who did this to my son? - Dad!

Antonio!

- Antonio! - Dad!

We're still looking into every possible angle.

Do you know anyone

Mr. Antonio may have had a conflict with?

Antonio just got back.

He didn't know anything about what had happened here.

Maybe Ben did it.

- What? -

Hold on.

Are you saying Mr. Antonio had a conflict

with Attorney Benjamin Santos?

Ana, are you done?

Let's eat.

Uh, almost done.

Go ahead to the dining room.

Okay. I'll wait for you so we can eat together.

Okay.

Let's end the loyalty testing.

You don't have to flirt with my husband anymore.

Sir, there's blood over here.

Take photos. It could be evidence.

Here you go, stranger.

- Mm! -

- It's okay. - It was too much.

Come on, it's fine.

No, it's okay.

You can handle it. Look at you, you're so sexy.

San Diego.

Take a picture of this.

Can I get a kiss?

- Eat more. - Sir!

Someone's looking for you outside.

Sir, that's them.

Hello.

- Attorney Ben Santos? - Yes.

- Inspector Gomez. - Hello.

- Good afternoon. - Hi.

May we call you in for questioning?

About?

It's regarding the death of Mr. Antonio Saguil.

Antonio Saguil?

Where were you last night? Around midnight?

Are you seriously asking him?

It's okay. It's okay.

Midnight?

At midnight, I was with my wife.

Yes. I was with him during that time.

Nanny, did Ben say what time he'd be home?

No, he didn't mention anything.

He's not answering my calls.

He's probably just stuck at the azucarera.

But my mind keeps wandering.

Where is he? Who's he with? Is he okay?

Hello, Ben?

Where are you?

What?

Someone's going to pick me up?

I prepared something special for my wife.

Yes, that's his thing.

He's always full of surprises.

- - Hey!

Surprise!

I hope you like it.

It's been a while.

It's been a long time since our last date, so...

You set all of this up yourself?

Yes.

What's this?

I hope it's happy tears.

- Happy tears? - Happy.

Is this okay?

Cheers?

Cheers.

That night was easily one of the sweetest things

my husband has ever done for me.

Do you want me to give you every detail

of everything we ate, too?

That's not necessary, ma'am.

Okay.

I just want to know if you've already informed

Mr. Saguil's family.

They arrived at the crime scene.

They were the ones who identified the victim.

Well, Attorney, we'll be going now.

Thank you.

- I need to see them. - I'll come with you.

No, no, no. I've got this one. It's okay.

- - Beth!

Beth!

Beth!

Beth!

Beth!

Beth!

Hello?

I know something's on your mind.

I can tell by the way you breathe.

I'm just thinking about us.

Us?

Yeah.

I love this, Ana.

Just the two of us.

Everything is peaceful.

I want this always.

Just us.

I know something's bothering you.

You can also tell me.

Ben...

The night you said you never left the house...

Why did you lie?

I know that you left.

And I know I left to look for you.

Okay.

Oh, man.

You know, I hate that I have this habit of not

telling you things

when I think they're not important

or will only make you worry.

I just don't... feel like I need to tell you.

In this case, yes, I lied.

And I'm sorry.

But what really happened was... I heard something.

I checked around the house.

Of course I checked, and then there's nothing.

But I wasn't satisfied.

I went out. I drove around to check.

Nothing.

And then that's it.

I went back to bed.

I don't know,

I was just paranoid, tired, and sleepy as always.

I'm sorry.

What is it, Ana?

My mind keeps going to dark places.

I know. I'm sorry.