Dawn breaks mistily over Mazan and in a cobbled square three patients huddle outside a GP's surgery. As the church bells clang, the man they have come to see steps jauntily out of his black Vauxhall Zafira.
Balding, late-middle-aged, with a leather bag slung over the shoulder of his anorak, he could be any small-town French doctor arriving for his early morning consultations.
He has not been seen in the sensational court case fast-reaching its denouement in Avignon, 40 miles south-west of here, nor will he be called as a witness in the rape trial of the century.
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