The few facts about Louis Maillet's death that were initially available implied that he was driving his taxi at the time of his death. He was actually off duty and driving his peronal car. As a result, Mr. Maillet does not meet the Canadian Taxi Driver Homicides criteria of either being at work as a taxi driver or otherwise put at risk by his occupaton. Nevertheless his story shows how random, unpredictable circumstances can result in tragedy for a taxi driver (or anyone else). Louis Maillet was 37 years old in 1966, married and the father of two young children. His regular job was driving a delivery truck but he augmented his income by driving a taxi part-time. On Wednesday, July 13, 1966 he picked up a young woman friend named Suzanne Areouette and took her for ice cream at a stand on the corner of Avenue Oxford and Chemin Upper Lachine in the Montréal neighbourhood of Notre-Dame-de-Grace. Mr. Maillet parked his maroon Pontiac Parisienne near the stand and bought two ice cream cones. It was about 4:30 p.m. and the evening rush hour was just beginning. The intersection, one corner of which was occupied by a Oxford Park, was busy with motorists and pedestrians. As Mr. Maillet and Ms. Areouette were quietly eating their ice cream, an approaching grey Chevrolet sedan swerved into the parking lane and screeched to a halt in front of Mr. Maillet's car. The 47-year-old man in the Chevrolet worked for the Canadian Pacific Railway in its railcar repair shop. For the past two years he had been suffering from acute paranoia, convinced that one of his co-workers was a company spy who was keeping him under surveillance. His mania had by now reached such a pitch that he carried a 30.30 calibre rifle in his car. The alleged spy, like Mr. Maillet, drove a maroon Pontiac Parisienne. As the man neared his home on Rue Oxford he saw the same kind of car parked by the neigbhourhood ice cream stand and assumed the worst. He had never laid eyes on Mr Maillet before, but that did not matter. All he could see was his tormenter. The man walked to Mr. Maillet's car pointing the rifle at him, then opened the driver's door and ordered both passengers to get out. Mr. Maillet obeyed, but then took off running.

Looking down Rue Oxford from Chemain Upper Lachine. (Source: Google Street View, June, 2019) Ms Areouette ran to a nearby house and pounded on the door. When nobody answered she ran to a second house. She was barely inside when she heard one shot, then two more. She screamed for the homeowner to call the police. As Mr. Maillet fled, the man shot him in hip, back and head. The killer then walked calmly back to his car and sat in it, waiting for the polce. The killer quickly confessed to shooting Mr. Maillet. "I don't know him but I know he's working for CPR investigations. He's been following me for two years, even on my days off. The pressure was building up and I had to do something about it. I was fed up." The killer was ultimately determined to be unfit to stand trial and was ordered confined indefinitely "at the pleasure of the Lieutenant-Governor for as long as his mental state requires." The CPR denied that the killer had ever been suspected of a crime, interrogated or placed under any kind of surveillance. Mr. Maillet was buried in Montréal's Notre-Dame-des-Neiges (Cote-des-Neiges) cemetery.