Pierre's Story: Sequel to "I Was, I Am, I Will Be"

ISBN-13: 9780987718877 / Angielski / Miękka / 2016 / 276 str.

John Coventry; Trish Faber

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Reeling from the violent death of Michelle, the love of his life but a dangerous French terrorist, and the emptiness of never seeing their son Pierre, John Coventry sets off for a fresh start in Los Angeles. Unnerved by the Intelligence officers' parting words, "You can never leave us John," he hopes to disappear into the crowd and put his time working as an undercover agent in the Intelligence Services behind him. But recurring nightmares haunt and torment John, driving him to the very brink of insanity. As a means of escape, he dives head first into the Hollywood Celebrity scene of parties, sex, drinking, and drugs. While his friendships with the famous and the constant blur of the nightlife numbs his senses, he cannot shake the past and his feelings that he was responsible for Michelle's death. Determined to make amends, he begins the heart wrenching and painstaking process of searching for his long lost son. Unbeknownst to John, watching and waiting in the shadows are both the Intelligence services and the surviving terrorists, who now know that John had been a plant in their midst. Armed with the knowledge that Rondell, Michelle's best friend and former terrorist, had fled the bloody Police ambush with the baby Pierre in her arms, and had trekked across France to her Aunt's in Germany, John leaves Los Angeles and rents a small cottage in the wilds of Normandy. Returning to France may bring him closer to his son, but it also stirs up painful memories of Michelle, the time they spent together, and the future they never had. Lonely but determined, he attempts to track the surnames of Michelle and Rondell's aunt but nothing appears in any searches or registries. A distraught John wonders if his dreams of reconnecting with Pierre would ironically die, not far from where he and Michelle shared so much love and laughter. As his nightmares intensify, John seeks the confidence of his actor friend Vincent Schiavelli, who advises him the only way to rid his head of the demons is to write a memoir of his extraordinary life. As the mist settles over his small cottage, John begins the intense journey, reliving memories he'd buried and recounting times he only wanted to forget. In the middle of his writing, he receives an agonizing telephone call from his brother in England - his mother has been diagnosed with terminal cancer. Stunned and horrified, he immediately returns to England, determined to support and nurse his mother through her terrible illness. One bright sunny morning, John returns from running errands to find his mother in a very agitated state. Two dark-suited men had been poking around, asking her personal questions, and inquiring as to his whereabouts. Worse, the dreaded question, "Is the child here?" It didn't take John long to figure out the men were part of the Intelligence services. What did they want now? Would they ever leave him and his family alone? The past he fought so desperately to escape just kept creeping back. How long had they been watching him? We're they the only ones? With the death of his darling mother, John was alone, alone with his thoughts and alone with his nightmares. The pain of his past was always present. His search for Pierre, while not over, had continually come up empty, leaving John with the reality that he might never know what happened to his son, and like Michelle, they would never have a future together. One night as John is checking emails, he comes across an inquiry about his search for Pierre and a return telephone number. His curiosity piqued, he calls the number and connects with a young man, who was very interested in John and the time he had spent in Jersey, Channel Islands. He tells John his name is Peter and that he lives in St. Helier, near St. Brelades Bay in the Channel Islands. John's heart stops. Could this Peter be Pierre - his Pierre? A real life drama of a father's love for his son. Sequel to "I Was, I Am, I Will Be."