She hasn't said anything for half an hour. Sitting on a chair, frozen, facing her interlocutors who question her. She looks at her feet. Long black hair hides her face. No one can catch his gaze. She is silent. This silence gets on everyone's nerves.
The year is 2005. Monique Olivier has just confessed that she participated, with her husband Michel Fourniret, in the murders of Marie-Angèle Domèce and Joanna Parrish, committed in the Yonne department in 1988 and 1990. She recounted, painfully of course, but in detail, the abuses inflicted on them. She admitted that she was behind the wheel of the C15 van while her husband, in the back, was massacring Joanna. She's heard it all. She claims she didn't look. She recounted how, after strangling Marie-Angèle with his huge hands without having managed to rape her, Fourniret had put her body in the trunk of their car, in which they had returned home – the serial killer...
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