De Zaak Alzheimer (The Alzheimer Affair) Page #2

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Is this the first time

he's stayed out all night?

Verstuyft, let Vincke do his job.

Go take a look at the car.

Coemans knows the way.

My husband has his habits.

But his work comes first.

He'd never miss work.

- Does he have problems?

- Problems?

All major files pass through his hands...

so I imagine he must have friends...

- but enemies, too.

- Let's not stray.

I'm doing my best.

You want to do this alone?

Or should we leave this to our colleagues?

Damn, Van Parys!

One of his politician friends falls asleep

at his mistress'...

and all of Antwerp gets mobilized.

He wants to jump her, that's clear.

I reckon she killed her husband.

Should we comb out the woods?

- Go, Freddy.

- Wait.

St. URSULA Day Hospital

Don't you have a brother there?

You could pay him a visit.

Paolo?

It's me, Angelo.

Sir, are you a relative of Mr. Ledda?

Distant.

Has he been here long?

Ages.

It came on very fast.

- In the beginning...

- I know how it starts.

"Nous avons invit des amis trs chers.

"On ne peut pas faire un omelette

sans casser des oeufs."

"Oeufs. Un oeuf, des oeufs."

Sh*t, you're right.

Why must you speak French

to make the grade for DCI?

To read the menus in posh restaurants.

Shut up, Coemans.

And stop ogling Linda.

I thought this file had gone

to the Youth section?

- I borrowed it from them.

- You're overzealous.

Does Van Parys know?

Sometimes you have to bend the rules.

What's new on Van Camp?

Linda and Coemans are on it.

Nothing for the moment, though.

I promised to get back to Mrs. Van Camp.

Freddy, didn't you have an SIB informer?

Go see him and pick his brains.

We're dealing with something else, boss.

Bieke Cuypers?

The file you got on the quiet

from the Youth section?

Sorry, that case is closed for us.

Miss Cuypers? Brigitte?

Call me Bieke.

Are you a friend of my dad's?

Are you a friend of my dad's?

She's not even 13. I won't do it.

No, she just looks younger.

She's not even 13.

I won't do it.

You're a broken record.

She's a child. I won't do it.

If you think you can trick me...

you've got the wrong man!

One quick call to Marseilles!

You don't understand. Nobody will do it.

Forget it. We'll find someone else.

This is simply not on!

No? Give me one reason.

I'll give you three.

One!

Two!

And three!

Your pal Van Camp's safe. Understand?

Nutcase!

Hired yourself opera singers or what?

My client wants to see you.

Tomorrow, same place, same time.

And don't forget your safe.

Your wallet...

Mr. Seynaeve.

Van Camp has vanished into thin air.

Even his mistress has no idea.

We're checking passenger lists

at the airport.

On the run abroad? That's our lead?

Concrete stuff, or occupational therapy?

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