"The three of us were at a party on the outskirts of the city. We had come there separately. I was leafing through a Symbolist coffee table book when I met a man named Jean-Pierre Trudeau, who, I am sure, you know goes by the alias, “Leloublan”. We spoke for a while about Communization. He offered me some hash, which I declined because of my mental illness. I found for him to be intelligent and charming, if not offhandedly so. I don’t think that I made much of an impression on him, as he spoke at length without having taken anything that I had said into consideration whatsoever. He left our conversation with some excuse after he found out that I was a Pacifist.

Marie, I am sure, has already told you that she didn’t like him. She called him an “affected intellectual” who “has yet to give up upon the revolutionary vanguard.” She also claimed that he had laced their spliff with opium. I wouldn’t put it past him now that I know what I do about the Movement of the Seventh of July, but it’d probably be safe to say that she was just kind of having an episode. Her and Sebastian had split up a week earlier and she had been drinking heavily.

Sebastian, as I am sure, you already know, is also Jean Jaccoud, the political terrorist that you’re looking for and reason for this investigation. He and Trudeau got into kind of an odd conversation about the ethics of direct action. I’d gotten into a lot of debates about nonviolence in my life by then, and, so, I just left the room where everyone had settled. I sat cross-legged on the grass outside and laid back to stargaze. Marie would join me later, but left after about half of an hour. Neither of us said very much to each other. I had to wait for Michael, as we had come there together, otherwise I would’ve left a good bit sooner.

Michael, as you already know, was a close friend of Markos, the other member of the Movement of the Seventh of July to have testified against Sebastian. I followed the trial closely, but can’t quite remember his alias. I believe it was “Klaus Aust”. As Markos and Sebastian split town about a month after their encounter and Trudeau ended up on the front page of the New York Times the next year, we all had our suspicions, but it still came as a shock when Markos gave him up during the trial, especially for Marie, whom I hope you won’t press for too much information, as she won’t have anything to tell you other than just what their rather tumultuous relationship was like. None of us have either seen or heard from them since they left in August. I’m afraid that I don’t have too much else to tell you, otherwise. I was out there for close to two hours before Michael came looking for a ride home.

To be quite honest, even if I could tell you more, I don’t think that I’d really care to. To my understanding, I am not obliged to either implicate myself or others around me. I’m sure that due process or whatever can be somehow suspended in situations such as this, but, as none of us pose a threat, all that I am any longer willing to attest to is precisely that. I apologize for being somewhat curt; I just feel like no one understands just how tragic all of this is. If I am not compelled to stay, then I will gladly take your leave.”