Vultures (Rapaces)

- Good morning, madam. - Good morning.

I must say that here it is truly splendid.

Ah, thank you.

And then you can smell a very good fragrance.

So, I’ll take an olive bread.

An olive bread.

And then also a loaf with to ma and walnuts.

There is really an embarrassment of choice.

- Tourteau? - No, that is a brioche

traditional of the area.

We call it "gâteau battu".

I’ll take one.

And I was also told about a local cheese,

the Rollot, right?

Exactly, the Rollot of Picardy.

It is here.

The Rollot of Picardy seems to have been the favorite cheese

of Louis XIV.

Then let’s trust it.

Give me one.

A Rollot.

I have already been here a few months ago,

there was a somewhat elderly gentleman, also quite sturdy.

He should be the owner.

A very nice person,

we had a very nice chat.

Give him my regards.

Unfortunately the owner has passed away.

Ah, really?

What happened?

Look.

Hey, he hanged himself.

Stop it.

Did she tell you that?

They have not yet had time to redo the place.

She wanted to go to bed with me.

Did she tell you that?

She sent me photos.

Then we met.

The way she looked at me, her smile.

And the fact that she was only 13 years old…

Did it never occur to you:

"She does not know what she is doing, I should be the responsible one"?

She had told me 16, and I believed her.

She was the one who sent me the photos, I did not ask anything.

Now it works like this, times have changed.

In my opinion I was not the first.

Even at 16… does the age difference not disturb you?

Well, No.

In other words,

you do not understand what you are accused of today?

Not really, no.

I understand, it is a surprise, you have done nothing wrong.

I… do not think so, no.

And does it happen often

to meet underage girls and make advances to them?

One or two times, no more.

I…

We suspend the hearing for the lunch break.

But first, dear sir, allow me:

if, as you say, times have changed,

then you are an exception.

Resumption at 14:30.

Damn, your client is a genius!

What an idiot, I had even instructed him.

He sank himself.

I have an appointment with Spagiani. Will you let me know the verdict?

-I’ll send you a message. -Thanks.

Police section.

A young girl found in a field.

In this morning's Voix du Nord.

Yes, and then?

I don’t know, at least give me the bare minimum.

A name, an address.

I am not a phone directory.

Do you have something to offer me?

I have to ask.

Then ask.

No, relax, I have what I need.

Hello?

Christian, where are you?

In Belfort, in a small restaurant, I just sat down.

Spagiani asks me for a case, do you have anything?

Nothing new. My client is already in jail.

Try with Solveig, she jumps on everything.

Do you need anything else or is everything fine?

No, it is perfect. The bill.

Right away.

No!

Leave my bag! No!

Go away!

Damn!

Of course, nobody moves!

-Hello? -Yes, everything fine?

It seems you are on the terrace. Any news?

No, it is for me.

And moreover I hurt myself trying to resist.

Solveig, please, Spagiani asks me for a case.

Damn, what a pain!

Solveig... it is for Sam.

It is not fair.

-All good? -Yes.

-All calm? -Yes, all fine.

-So, did they make the announcement? -We are waiting for the arrival of the prefect.

-Has he not arrived yet? -No, we are waiting.

Has anything leaked?

They kept the employees inside. For the rest, nothing.

Last night around 23:30 the young woman finished her shift,

she took the bike to go home, but she never arrived.

Her identity has not yet been disclosed.

One thing is certain: she worked here, in this Burger King.

-Hi. -Hey...

How are you?

Another femicide.

I swear, I cannot take it anymore.

Are you obsessed?

They offered me the program, did I tell you?

-No. -Yes.

The morning slot. Guests, debates, current affairs, everything.

-The one you wanted. -Yes, I am happy.

Nice. Congratulations.

-Are you interested? -What?

-Joining the team. -Me?

But no, I already have everything I need. I love paper too much.

The presses, the ink, the vans at dawn.

Sorry.

Benoît, did you do the shots of the place?

I will take care of it.

While investigative journalists work in silence,

those from television, stupid and disciplined,

wait for us to serve them everything ready.

-Do you have something? -I told you, I have what I need.

I however have a life, you understand.

Yes, but you know, we do not do the same job.

Ok. We arrive, I ring and what do you say?

Me? Nothing.

Exactly.

What is the girl's name again?

Jessica.

Wait, are you serious? Shhh.

Yes?

Mr. Fresnel?

Yes.

Good morning, my name is Samuel.

I am a special correspondent, I come from Paris.

I would very much like to speak with you.

How did you get my address?

I work with the police, I am investigating your case.

Can we come in?

Leave me alone, huh?

I have nothing to say.

Sir? I think I know who killed your daughter.

May I?

On what occasion was this photo taken?

How old was she?

It was for her 15th birthday.

A real young lady.

So…

What do you know?

First of all I offer you my most sincere condolences

and I tell you how sorry I am for what happened to you.

If I am here it is to try to catch the bastard who did this.

To do that I need you, Mr. Fresnel.

I need you to tell me what you know.

If you refuse to talk to me, alone I cannot do anything.

Who are you?

Marylin. A friend of Jessica.

I heard her a little while ago, she insisted on speaking to you.

She is shaken.

Do you know Jessi?

-She works with her at the restaurant. -At the restaurant?

At Burger King.

It was Jessi who taught me how to do it.

She was really very kind to me.

Without her I do not know if I would have stayed.

You also told me

that she confided in you, that she spoke to you about her future.

My daughter loves nature.

Plants, flowers.

She knows the names of the flowers by heart.

My daughter has talent, she has a lot of talent.

I want you to write it, that it is known.

Of course.

Did she have a boyfriend? A girlfriend?

In most cases,

the perpetrator of femicide is a man between 30 and 50 years old,

linked to the victim. - No, I do not think so.

I do not know, I do not know anymore.

Listen, sir, I must ask you this question:

do you know if your daughter was raped?

All I know is that they found

her bike on the side of the road

and she instead was…

further away, in the field.

Disfigured.

-Had they beaten her? -They poured acid on her.

To make the body disappear?

No, she was still alive.

She called for help.

Did you listen to the call?