Joly with Roland Dumas, following a search of the former minister’s home, 1998

From a top-floor conference room in Reykjavik’s Grand Hotel, the first snow of winter can be seen edging its way down the muddy-brown mountains and jagged black lava fields that encircle the low-rise Icelandic capital. In the distance, steam from a geothermal power plant merges into the low cloud, hinting at the powerful subterranean forces that shaped this rocky Atlantic outpost. In the foreground, through the quiet streets, pedestrians in thick coats walk hunched against the sleet-splattered wind.