I'm sat with le FP watching TV on tuesday at midnight when there's a knock at the door.
This is at the front door of my apartment - so the person who is knocking has already got through the door on the street (with a code) and then through the interior door to the apartments (with a key).
Having experienced the stalker, I'm cautious these days and so I looked through the 'spyhole' before opening. I'm especially wary of anyone knocking at midnight.
To say I was unnerved is not an understatement.
Stood outside were two handsome guys, both holding badges in the air.
"Police National", the one said "open up please".
I opened the door and immediately asked to examine the badges. I asked for names of the officers - they wouldn't give them to me.
"You are Monsieur TBNIL*?" he asked me.
"Oui, c'est vrai" I replied.
At this point le FP appeared behind me in the doorway.
"You must be Monsieur le FP* then?" he asked le FP.
"Yes, I am" replied le FP, as visibly stunned as I by the whole thing.
"Will you come with us please." It was a command, not a question.
He looked stunned, shocked, amazed and like he was about to cry. Neither of us seemed to know what was going on. He got dressed and two minutes later, he was gone with the police officers.
He'd been arrested.
I stood in my hallway in shock.
What on earth had just happened?
*they used our real names, honest.