“We were sacrificed”: in Paris, the inhabitants of Boulevard Voltaire had to protect themselves, faced with the silence of the 17

This Monday morning, Thomas*, Fanny* and their daughter return home. They went to sleep outside Paris with relatives, “on the sofa”. They didn't want to relive Saturday night, with the soundtrack of screams, the sound of windows being smashed and kicks against the door of their building. “We were on alert until 5 a.m., tracking down the slightest noise,” says the father, a thirty-year-old over 6 feet tall, with the false air of actor Adam Driver. Several times, they called the firefighters and the police, overwhelmed. “We are aware, we are doing what we can,” they were told, before hanging up. Several residents, part of the building's union council, took turns keeping watch on the ground floor to avoid intrusions. Thomas had “the supreme fear” of a fire breaking out in the building.

A few meters away, the concierge of another building, Naziha, asks for news from the manager of the “One Repar” telephone store.