@CheerybleBrothers You can't do better than me. I got knocked up by the gendarmerie in my flat, minding my own business, trying to do my homework for the ill fated, "Introduction To Social Work" course that I took on before I went completely wonky and couldn't complete the full three or four years...
Anyway, the pair of them somehow got into the flats' entry system and did that particular knock that makes you jump out of your skin. Then they said, "Police!"
"Allo." said the me, opening the door a crack.
(I can't do any more of this in French. Too tired )
"We are looking for a certain Dimitri."
"I don't know any Dimitris." (I do know a few Dimitris but never help the fuzz )
"Thankyou Madame."
"We're just doing a door to door."
"Thankyou. No Dimitri here."
"Thankyou."
"Thankyou, good day."
"Can I close the door now?"
"Of course Madame."
"Thankyou."
Wavy hand, wavy hand. "Bye, bye!"
"Bye, bye!"
Shut door behind me and do that thing that all the gangster's molls do in films where they put their back against the door and breathe deeply. Even though I didn't have any Dimitris!
WHAT THE?
Turns out poor Dimitri was the dead deaded!
Porto-Vecchio : l'homme suspecté d'avoir abattu Dimitri Ribault mis en examen et écroué https://share.google/zvPOCVWDgx9IhdVX4