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new update : the police have just rung my doorbell. they wanted to know whether i knew the girl, whether i could confirm she really lives here, whether i would recognize either of the babies (no) and could confirm they were hers (not if you paid me).
apparently they have a translator but the girl has no way of proving the babies should legitimately be in her care, so they don't want to let her take them back with her until they can prove it one way or another.
i was not able to help much ; i told they i had (rarely) passed the girl in the entrance to the building, that once i had tried to talk to her about the noise but that she didn't speak french, that i had no idea if they babies were really hers but that it seemed really unlikely that a 16-year old girl could have two children who look to be between 1 and 2 years old.
they were hoping i would go to the station with them to identify the kids (they offered to accompany me, as if that would be motivation) but i told them i would really be of no use for that (which is completely true, i may have seen them once and didn't pay much attention to them. besides the fact i certainly don't want to help get them released into her care).
i didn't want to be too adamant but i did say the babies cried a lot (the policemen said "well babies do that you know" and i sort of want to smack him a little bit but i just said "no, really A LOT. i have to wear headphones to be able to work." since i was wearing them at the time perhaps that gave some credence) and that i thought it really unlikely they could be her children. i swear to god, if she comes back here with those two babies i think i'll scream myself.
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