"The prosecutor portrays me as extremely dangerous... and yet I'm not in my business dealings, even if I am in my social circles. You can imagine I couldn't care less about his indictment. I don't expect anything from anyone.".
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Jacques Mesrine (1936.1979)
Autographed letter signed to his mistress Jeanne Schneider.
One and a half pages in quarto.
[Fleury-Mérogis Prison]. October 20, 1976.
« The prosecutor presents me as extremely dangerous… »
Mesrine, imprisoned in Fleury-Mérogis, faces the threats of the public prosecutor with composure.
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"Nanou d'Amour, Hello pretty lady, I should say good evening given the late hour. Tonight, your letter number 2 and one from Mury. You make me smile with this letter. Because at first… believing you had no chance, you didn't care… and then, since my letter gives you hope, you're completely transformed. I'll see you tomorrow, and since I have some news, I'll tell you about it if you're still there (sic). Yes, a note from Mury telling me that you explained to her that I was waiting to hear from her. I'll reply to her at the end of the week. Because tonight I'm feeling awful, 'heartaches' as well as health problems. I'm going to bed very early, and tomorrow I'll be better. My letter will be very short, but I'll see you tomorrow. Well, nothing is certain."
I had a visit from Maître Gilletti and Maître Pelletier. Smadja is going to send me the Public Prosecutor's indictment regarding my hold-up cases… and it's 132 pages long… apparently it's a real disaster… very work . On the other hand, I heard the sentence for those two bastards who killed an old woman (10 and 12 years old)… I only have one thing to say (Damn it). Anyway, the Prosecutor presents me as extremely dangerous… and yet I'm not in my crimes, even if I am in my environment. You can imagine I couldn't care less about his indictment. I don't expect anything from anyone. Pelletier and I talked about prison. For some, it's terrible; currently, they're destroying some men in the style of the USC. So I know what awaits me once I'm sentenced – "shit," and nothing's changed there… it's still hell… well, the future isn't so bleak, because I'll never accept mental destruction . There's no point in talking about it. I made my choice a long time ago… just like Jean-Paul did. Saint-Étienne tonight! So far, so good. Well, I'll finish now, hoping to see you tomorrow. Sweet kisses to everything that's you. Goodnight, kitten… and don't forget that I adore you, your VIEJO .