by David King
Bodies and body parts continued to emerge from the Seine in bulging trunks tied shut with ropes. In each find, the decapitation and dismemberment had been expertly administered, the perpetrator wielding his scalpel like “a man of the lecture hall.” What’s more, each one was treated in a strikingly similar way.
As far as authorities could tell from the recovered body parts, the hair was shaved, the eyebrows were removed, and the face mask peeled away in a single smooth cut. Even the fingerprints on the severed hands had been meticulously filed off or dosed with acid. Everything was done with such skill and precision that Dr. Paul had more than once feared that someone on his own staff had been committing the murders.
But Dr. Paul saw something else in the dissection and dismemberment. He explained:
We forensic scientists are in the habit, in a dissection, of not passing our scalpel on the table of operation when we stop in the middle of our work, but instead stick it in the thigh of the cadaver.
He had found such marks on the first find of human remains in May 1942 and then on many others pulled from the Seine—four thighs alone, for example, on October 4, 1942. He had seen those marks again in the “shreds of flesh” sent over to him from the lime pit. He suspected that this was the work of the same man, a well-trained physician who was also remarkably talented at covering his tracks.
While the police looked around rue Le Sueur, a number of reporters had joined the crowd outside the town house, swarming, Massu thought, like “a storm cloud of mosquitoes.” They could not wait to question the commissaire. How many victims were there in the case? Were there really fifty murders, as some newspapers were now reporting? What other accomplices, if any, were involved, and what had been decided about Madame Petiot? Could the commissaire confirm that the murderer was scalping his victims and decorating his basement with a sinister ring of skulls?
Did Petiot really have a folio copy of the Marquis de Sade with a cover made of human skin? What about the rumor that the killer, before finishing off the victim, donned a frightening rubber mask? The reporters, eager for any tidbit of information, virtually blocked Massu’s path to the car. The commissaire felt like he was throwing crumbs to pigeons outside Notre Dame.
“Is it tomorrow, then, that you will arrest the doctor?” one reporter asked Massu. Where was Petiot, and why had he still not been found? The press, impatient for more details, was exerting a considerable amount of pressure on the Brigade Criminelle. Paris was devouring the tale of horror in the heart of this chic neighborhood.
German authorities, by contrast, were being surprisingly aloof. After the initial order to arrest Petiot, the Gestapo had not yet obstructed, facilitated, or otherwise directly interfered in the search. It turned out, however, that a suboffice of the Gestapo had quite a file on Marcel Petiot. On March 15, 1944, this dossier was forwarded to Commissaire Massu.
12.
THE GESTAPO FILE
HE SAID TO ME THAT HE WOULD SOON BE SHOT AND THAT, IN THIS CASE, HE ONLY REGRETTED ONE THING: HE HAD NOT DONE ENOUGH.
—Renée Guschinow, describing a conversation with Marcel Petiot
THE Gestapo had certainly known Marcel Petiot. As Massu now learned to his astonishment, the German secret police had suspected him of operating a secret organization that helped Jews, downed Allied pilots, and deserting German soldiers escape Occupied Paris. According to one of the estimated twenty thousand Parisian informers, this clandestine organization was headquartered in a beauty salon at 25 rue des Mathurins, a street known for its many theaters and brothels, located just around the corner from the grand department stores Galeries Lafayette and Printemps, on the Boulevard Haussmann.
The hair salon, decorated in the faded elegance of a previous era, was run by Raoul Fourrier, a short, stocky sixty-one-year-old hairdresser and wigmaker. He was assisted by his friend, the fifty-six-year-old makeup artist and former cabaret performer Edmond Marcel Pintard, who had acted under the stage name Francinet and played small roles in a number of silent and early talkie films. Pintard’s task in the organization was to frequent bars, bistros, cafés, and nightclubs, looking for people interested in leaving Nazi-occupied Paris. Once he had established contact, he would refer potential clients to the hair salon, where details of passage would be arranged.
Both Fourrier and Pintard were believed to be serving under Marcel Petiot, who, to Massu’s further surprise, had actually been arrested by the Gestapo and held in prison for almost eight months. The German file detailed the campaign that the secret police had waged in the spring of 1943 to capture Petiot, the rumored Resistance leader and enemy of the Third Reich.
One branch of the Gestapo was particularly involved in the pursuit: IV B-4. In the Nazi bureaucracy of terror, the Gestapo was Department IV of the SS Reich Security Main Office (Reichssicherheitshauptsamt). Section B dealt with “sects” and subsection 4 with Jewish Affairs. Since March 1942, Gestapo IV B-4 had worked in every stage of the Nazis’ “Final Solution”: arresting Jews, seizing their property, and deporting them to death camps in the east. The office in Paris, like all other branches in Occupied Europe, answered to Adolf Eichmann in Berlin.
A commissioner in the bureau, Dr. Robert Jodkum, a solidly built man in his late fifties with a crew cut, thick glasses, and pale blue eyes, was anxious to obey. As former secretary and interpreter for SS Hauptsturmführer Theo Dannecker, the resident Nazi “Jewish expert” in Paris, Jodkum now served under Dannecker’s successor, SS Obersturmführer Heinz Röthke. Although also nominally under Sturmbannführer Loperz, Jodkum was effectively in charge of this anti-Jewish service.
Jodkum, a former pork butcher, was one of the rare civilians to obtain such prominence in the Reich Security Main Office, which had been established in 1939 to bring together the seven departments of the SS under one security office. Jodkum was, moreover, under pressure for his alleged leniency on the Jewish question. Apparently he decided to prove himself with an energetic pursuit of Petiot’s rumored escape organization, believed to be engaged in the “contraband of persons.”
Jodkum’s plan was not simply to storm the hair salon and start arresting people. Instead he decided to send in a plant, or mouton (literally a sheep or stool pigeon), who would pose as a man desperate to leave Paris and seeking the organization’s services. That way, the Gestapo could infiltrate the organization, learn its procedures, and then, at the opportune moment, seize its ringleaders, intermediaries, files, and assets. Plotting carefully, Jodkum selected Yvan Dreyfus for this role. Dreyfus was a thirty-five-year-old former silk merchant from a Jewish Alsatian family who had come to Jodkum’s attention due to an unfortunate turn of events.
Back in 1939, when the war began, Dreyfus was working in the United States, where he had previously studied engineering. His friends, concerned about the danger to him as a Jew, urged him to stay there in safety. Dreyfus had resisted. “I am a Frenchman,” he said, unable to abandon his country in a time of need. He returned home to France and enlisted in the army. He arrived just before the German Occupation.
After the army was demobilized, Dreyfus found that the silk business had been decimated, and he turned to selling radios and electronic equipment in Lyon. In early 1943, wanting to join de Gaulle’s Free French Army in London, Dreyfus decided to hire a passeur, or guide, to lead him and four of his cousins out of Occupied France. But they were betrayed and the men were captured at Montpellier, imprisoned at Nîmes, and eventually sent to Compiègne, a notorious transit stop on the way to the Nazi death camps at Dachau and Buchenwald.
Hearing of his arrest, the Dreyfus family of course wanted to buy his release, if it was at all possible, and sure enough, a French lawyer with the right connections appeared. This was Jean Guélin, a former Lyon attorney and mayor of a small commune in Deux-Sèvres, until he lost his position for black market dealings. Now in Paris, Guélin operated a lucrative purchasing agency that sold scrap iron to Occupation authorities. He also engaged in a number of other ventures, including directing the Théât
re des Nouveautés, not far from Fourrier’s hair salon, and also for the last five months, with his colleague Marcel Dequeker, the Théâtre Édouard VII. Both Guélin’s restaurant, Zardas on rue de Sèze, and his apartment on rue de Longchamp had been confiscated from Jewish victims.
Well informed of the wealth of the Dreyfus family, Guélin approached the Gestapo commissioner with a proposal to release the prisoner. A ransom, Guélin added, could be split three ways between Jodkum, the Third Reich, and himself.
Such ransoming of individual Jews was on the increase in both Occupied France and Europe. Six months earlier, Heinrich Himmler had (with Adolf Hitler’s support) allowed IV B-4 offices to free certain people deemed a low “security risk” in exchange for a fee. Some offices in Europe had drawn up lists of rich Jews to ransom, such as the Frielingsdorfs Liste of the Netherlands’ IV B-4. At least four hundred individual Jews purchased their freedom in that country alone, raising a total of 35 million Swiss francs. The money was in part used to finance Third Reich operations as well as line the pockets of Nazi officials who brokered the deals.
Jodkum accepted the proposal to sell Dreyfus’s release, but added the stipulation that the prisoner had to perform a service and infiltrate the escape route. From previous surveillance, the Gestapo knew that the underground organization could easily be contacted in the cafés and bars of the 9th and 10th arrondissements. Getting accepted, however, was more difficult. The organization was believed to take many safety precautions, including rigorous background checks, conducted allegedly by a French police officer, and a number of interviews, to ensure that a potential client posed no security threat.
If the applicant gained admission, the time and date of the departure would be set at a later meeting at an undisclosed location. The traveler would usually be notified three or four days in advance. At the time of the rendezvous, a member of the escape organization would meet the client and escort him or her to a secret hideaway, thought by Gestapo informers to be a “hotel or a doctor’s office.” All ties with family and friends were at this point severed. Departure was believed to take place about every three weeks.
Charges were typically assessed at various stages of the journey to freedom: an initial payment of 50,000 francs, an additional fee of 400 francs for each night in the organization hotel before departure, and another 90,000 francs for the false papers that were handed over at the railway station. (The fees, actually, differed depending on the person.) All the client’s money and jewels were entrusted to the escape organization for safekeeping until the client reached the Spanish border. The organization under scrutiny was believed to send its clients to Irun, a Basque border town in Gipuzkoa (Spanish: Guipúzcoa), and then farther by train, to a port in Portugal, where a neutral ship took them to South America. Clients arrived with diplomatic papers identifying them as commercial agents of the Republic of Argentina.
One Gestapo report summed up the organization: “The management of this underground railroad for the escape of persons from under German control must be assumed to be found or sought out among France’s leaders or upper classes.” It enjoyed the support of a foreign embassy, and the organization was, the report concluded, “remarkably efficient.”
TO secure the prisoner’s release from the concentration camp, Dreyfus’s wife Paulette was forced to pay a ransom, which included 100,000 francs just to open the dossier and a series of other fees to cover “unexpected costs” along the way that eventually surpassed 4 million francs. Yvan Dreyfus was then coerced into signing two important documents.
The first guaranteed that he would inform German authorities of all the information gained about the clandestine organization; the second required him to swear an oath that he would never act in any way against the Third Reich. Paulette Dreyfus, who had been led to believe that the ransom would purchase her husband’s unconditional freedom, was horrified. Guélin reassured her that it was a mere formality designed to satisfy Gestapo bureaucracy. He then asked for another 700,000 francs.
Yvan Dreyfus, a staunch patriot, was at the mercy of his captors. Signing the papers thrust in front of him by the men in brown leather jackets was the only way to leave the concentration camp. His cousins, moreover, were still held by the Germans, and his wife had been lured into Paris from Lyon to complete the negotiations. The German negotiators had made it clear to Dreyfus that any failure to cooperate would be construed as an act of hostility toward the Third Reich.
On April 9, 1943, Dreyfus signed the papers, and, shortly afterward, his wife paid the final installment of the fee at the Madeleine métro station. Dreyfus was released and the couple went to dinner to celebrate. Guélin also tagged along. On May 18, 1943, two Gestapo agents demanded that Dreyfus fulfill his end of the bargain.
By this time, Guélin had already made arrangements for Dreyfus to meet the purported leader of the escape organization, “Dr. Eugène.” He accompanied Dreyfus to the rendezvous, which was indeed a hairdresser’s salon on rue des Mathurins. Guélin described the evening:
We climbed a dirty, dark staircase, and passed through a succession of rooms in the hair salon, until we came to the one where Monsieur Fourrier was … Dreyfus asked him if he could obtain a passport for him, and Fourrier escorted him into a neighboring room, where in the shadow between the curtains, I saw a rather tall man who spoke with them.
Dreyfus was informed that this was the first of several meetings because the organization needed to verify his credentials and evaluate his application. For the next interview, he was instructed to bring ten photographs for the false passports and papers: five full-face and five profile. He was also asked to pack his valuables in two suitcases. The fee was 200,000 francs.
After the background checks and the interviews, which were counted as numerous in the Gestapo report, though in reality there were probably no more than two or three, Dreyfus was selected to leave Paris on May 20, 1943. He was told to arrive at the salon on that day, and he would then be taken to a secret location to receive vaccinations and await departure. Gestapo agents planned to follow him, catching the members of the organization in the act of accepting payment. Once this was accomplished, one Gestapo report noted, they could search the headquarters, identify the people who furnished the false papers, and, of course, seize the organization’s assets, which were assumed to consist of “many millions of francs.”
At the appointed time, Dreyfus made the connection with Dr. Eugène, and the two men left the hair salon headed toward the Place de la Concorde. Somewhere on the Champs-Élysées, likely inside the métro station, they managed to elude the Gestapo agents and disappear. Dr. Eugène was evidently quick on his feet. Had Dreyfus, convinced of the doctor’s services to the Resistance, tipped him off about the trap?
Jodkum, furious at the failure, prepared to infiltrate the organization a second time. An agent quickly secured a meeting for four days later. But before that occurred, another German organization intervened.
UNBEKNOWNST to Jodkum, a separate subsection of the Gestapo had also been investigating the alleged escape organization. Parallel organizations with similar and indeed rival aims were notorious in the Third Reich, but this only partly explains the duplication. Jodkum had investigated the agency for its rumored assistance to Jews hoping to escape Occupied Paris. The second organization, suboffice IV E-3, which dealt with military security and counterintelligence, was concerned because of its alleged help to German soldiers who preferred to desert, rather than risk a transfer to the Eastern Front in the war against the Soviet Union.
The leader of IV E-3 was Hauptsturmführer Dr. Friedrich Berger. Like Jodkum, Berger had also recruited a mouton to infiltrate the group, Agent VM-X (V-Mann “X”), or Charles Beretta, a small man who looked more like a university professor than the hardened black market racketeer he was, who had been released from prison camp in 1940. Beretta worked as a tailor when he met Dr. Berger and, seduced by payment and privileges, began to cooperate with him. By January 1943, Beretta had been placed in charge
of some lucrative purchasing agencies on behalf of the occupying power.
So while Jodkum’s team prepared for a second strike at the underground escape network, Berger sent Beretta into the hair salon, posing as a prisoner of war on temporary leave who feared being sent to a German work camp and wanted desperately to flee abroad. He also told Fourrier that his wife was held at Drancy and he wanted to raise enough money to buy her release. He pleaded for last-minute inclusion in the escape party.
After passing the series of interviews and background checks, Beretta was taken into a back room of the salon. Like Dreyfus, he handed over the ten photographs for his false papers. He saw his forged passport, or something purporting to be it—“the doctor showed it, but did not let me take it and study it closely,” he said. Beretta was asked to bring two suitcases and a blanket. He submitted a diagram showing a layout of the premises.
Although he had not learned the identity of the doctor, Beretta described him as a man approximately “thirty-five to thirty-eight years old, height about 175 cm [5′7″ to 5′8″], brown hair, thin, clean-shaven, wearing a navy blue and white striped suit. Nervous. He has the habit of rubbing his hands constantly.”