Armand is alone and after his partner was killed, he only has one reason to live: revenge.
All his life, he’s never had the slightest bit of trust in the State, the laws and rules of which he’s been more subject to than accepting of. He’s never believed in institutions and thinks that, to get justice, you need to do it yourself. The heinous murder of his partner has given rise to indescribable horror in him and from that moment on, his every living moment has seemed of no use to him, with only one though comforting him: her killer won’t go unpunished.
In the Seventies and barely having been twenty, Armand campaigned on the far-left and learnt his way around a Molotov cocktail, sometimes even taking part in violent acts, but this was just a flash in the pan. They did nothing for him, t
