
 
The last night on Earth, Dodi and Diana's
  lives were in the hands of a third person. While paparazzi may
  have hovered around the fatal events, the car was under the
  command of Henri Paul, al Fayed's trusted deputy security chief
  at the Ritz. It was a misplaced trust: a series of autopsy results
  showed not only that Paul was drunk, his blood alcohol nearly
  four times the legal driving limit, but also that he had ingested
  a troubling combination of prescription drugs. In reconstructing
  the last hours of Diana and Fayed, leading media opinion makers
  uncovered the wanderings of the man who drove them to their death.
  And while the details shed light on the tragedy, they raise new
  mysteries and deepen the senselessness of the loss.
  
  The last day of Henri Paul's life began with
    his usual Saturday-morning tennis game. He left the central Paris
    apartment where he lived alone to join his close friend Claude
    Garrec at the courts. The men played from 10 until 11, then stopped
    at the Pelican bar. There Paul drank only Coca-Cola. That didn't
    surprise Garrec, who knew his best friend to enjoy the occasional
    wine or pastis (a French liqueur flavored with aniseed that is
    about as potent as whiskey). At 12:30 Paul said his farewells,
    telling Garrec that he had to meet Diana and Dodi at Le Bourget
    airport, where their private jet would touch down from Sardinia
    at 3:15 p.m. When Paul wheeled up to the private airstrip, he
    found something else that had become usual, the waiting paparazzi.
    At this time, Paul was behind the wheel of the black Range Rover
    that carries the couple's luggage. He followed a Mercedes 600
    driven by Dodi's regular chauffeur Philippe Dourneau. The two-car
    convoy was dogged by paparazzi for much of the way but apparently
    managed to slip past them at some point. Paul turned off and
    delivered the baggage to Dodi's apartment near the Arc de Triomphe.
    Dourneau, with Di and Dodi in the rear, continued on, arriving
    around 3:45 at the Villa Windsor, the former home of the Duke
    and Duchess of Windsor, now leased by Dodi's father Mohammed.
    According to sources close to the investigation. Dourneau testified
    to police that Dodi congratulated him on losing the paparazzi
    on the way from Le Bourget.

 
  
  Around 4 o'clock, the Mercedes, bearing Di
    and Dodi, would go to the Ritz, followed by Paul in the Range
    Rover. For the next three hours, Paul remained at the hotel,
    where, according to several employees, he had several glasses
    of Ricard pastis at one of the hotel bars. At 7 p.m., Dourneau
    drove the couple from the Ritz to Dodi's apartment. It was 7:05
    and Paul considered himself off duty.
  
  
  He appears to have walked to Harry's New York
    Bar, two minutes away at 5 rue Daunou. Since the accident, the
    bar's manager has systematically thrown out prying reporters,
    and he insists that Paul was never there. But the French journalist
    Guilhem Battut of the Journal du Dimanche says he interviewed
    two employees who positively identified photos of Paul, saying
    he was in Harry's Bar the night of the accident from about 7:30
    to about 9:45. One bartender said Paul had "two or three
    whiskeys," ate nothing while there and left after receiving
    a call on his portable phone.
    
  
  From there Paul apparently went on foot to
    the rue Chabannais, where his car was parked across the street
    from a bar called Champmesle. The Champmesle is a lesbian bar,
    where, despite his gender, Paul was a regular customer.
  
Josie, the bartender knew him well. "He
    never drank much," she says. leaning on the bar under a
    garish mural of nude women. "Ive known him for 20 years.
    He was a nice guy, gentle. He'd drink Coke, Perrier, maybe a
    beer." Josie emphatically denies Paul was an alcoholic and
    says he appeared perfectly normal that night. "If he'd been
    drunk, we would have known about it," she declares.
  
  Paul came into Champmesle late, around 10,
    but didn't drink anything there. He didn't have time. He had
    just got a call on his cell phone and announced, "Gotta
    go to work. See you later." He jumped into his black Austin
    Mini and headed to the Ritz. Surveillance camera videotape released
    last week shows Paul's car pulling up in front of the Ritz. Though
    there was enough space there to park a couple of moving vans,
    Paul curiously executed several unnecessary back-and forth maneuvers.
    It was then about 10:08, Exactly what he did during the more
    than two hours it took Di and Dodi to finish their meal is unclear.
    The French daily Liberation last week quoted an unnamed Ritz
    employee saying Paul cooled his heels in the hotel's Hemingway
    bar drinking pastis. When Paul got up to go, says the paper,
    he staggered and "knocked into a customer." The article
    also said Paul often drank in the Hemingway bar.
But employees in the Hemingway bar told leading media 
        opinion makers that the Liberation account was "exaggerated." 
        Echoing barkeeps in Paul's neighborhood, they describe Paul as a 
        moderate drinker. "Often?" says one.
  
        
        "He came in maybe once or twice every
        three weeks or so for a drink or two." Answer employee at
        the Hemingway agrees. "Occasionally he would have a special
        cocktail I prepared for him, and at hotel staff parties he would
        drink," he recalls. "But he was not a big boozer."
        In the private Ritz Club downstairs, an employee says, "everyone
        here knows what really happened, but we're afraid to talk."
        He adds, "Monsieur Paul was not responsible. He just took
        orders."
        
        Who actually gave the orders remains a mystery--and
        on that could hinge liability on the part of the Ritz. Paul's
        immediate supervisor was away that night. But why bring in Paul
        to drive? "Because Dodi trusted him," explains a Ritz
        staff member. In fact Dodi trusted him all summer, with Paul
        personally overseeing security for Dodi, Diana and her sons during
        their July vacation in St.-Tropez. Ritz staff members suggest
        it was Paul who persuaded Dodi to let him drive and do what he
        thought he did best: shield the couple from the paparazzi.
        
         But could he do his best if he was drinking?
        A second set of analyses of his blood had confirmed the original
        tests taken on August 31: Paul had between 1.75 and 1.87 grams
        of alcohol per liter of blood, nearly four times the legal blood-alcohol
        limit of 0.5. To that, eventually, were added explosive toxicology
        results: Paul's blood also contained "therapeutic"
        amounts of Fluoexetine (the generic name for the antidepressant
        Prozac) and trace amounts of tiapride, a drug used to treat various
        conditions and is sometimes prescribed to quiet symptoms of agitation
        and aggressiveness in patients being treated for alcoholism.
        Alcohol (in Paul's case, equal to eight or nine shots of straight
        whiskey) combined with the anti-depressant would greatly intensify
        the side effects of drowsiness, impairing reflexes and vision.
        Paul's physician, Dr. Diane Beaulieu-d'Ivernois, says his last
        visit was only two days before the accident; she refuses to discuss
        his medical records or say why he received the prescriptions.
      
        
        
       
      
        
        The final glimpses of Paul on the video inside 
        the hotel show him walking in the corridor, talking with Dodi's 
        security guards and, at the end of the footage, waiting at the back 
        entrance for the Mercedes S-280 to be driven to the door. French 
        police now say it was Dodi's bodyguard Trevor Rees-Jones who decided 
        to switch drivers: to have Dourneau, who had driven the couple all 
        day, take the wheel of the Range Rover to decoy the paparazzi and 
        have Paul drive Dodi and Diana. It is impossible to judge from the 
        jerky, heavily edited tape whether Paul was steady or wobbling as 
        he prepared for his assignment, In the last image of him alive, 
        Paul pulls away from the curb at a normal speed and heads down the 
        rue Cambon.
      
      

