Bastille Day -2016- -

The white grille became a battering ram. The headlights, two dead eyes, swept over a panicked tide of humanity. People scattered, but there was nowhere to go—the Promenade is flanked on one side by the sea wall, a three-meter drop to the rocks, and on the other by hotels and restaurants with locked gates. It became a corridor of horror.

Then, the music died.

Eighty-six people were dead that night. Two hundred and fifty-eight were wounded, some losing limbs, others losing their minds. The youngest victim was a two-year-old boy. He had been watching the fireworks from his father’s shoulders. Bastille Day -2016-