On December 16, 1995, Olivier Doire, an avid football fan, welcomed friends to his modest apartment north of Vichy to watch his beloved Saint-Étienne team play against PSG. As the game kicked off at 8 PM, the excited fans filled his living room. Missing was his older brother, Christophe, 28. When the short, dark-eyed man finally arrived, he explained he almost didn’t come. His wife had dropped a hairdryer in the bathtub while he was showering, giving him a jolt of electricity and tripping the circuit breakers. Lost in the excitement of Saint-Étienne’s first goal, Olivier didn’t dwell on the domestic incident. At the end of the game, which ended in a draw, Olivier, exhausted from a long day of work, saw his guests off. Christophe suggested joining him for a hunt the next day, but Olivier’s hunting license had expired. With hindsight, Olivier believes Christophe wanted a private conversation, to tell him something. He watched his brother drive off in his burgundy Renault 18 into the twilight of winter. It was the last time Christophe was seen alive. Was he in fear for his life that night? Did he try, in vain, to share his suspicions with his brother? Olivier now believes so.