Philip Dole

Inner Truth (eBook, ePUB)

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Produktbeschreibung

Set in Maui, Amsterdam and Morocco's no-man's region of hash farms, attorney Tyler Pierce is approached by Lei, a Chinese woman from Amsterdam, to represent her brother Niko who has been arrested at the Honolulu airport for using a false passport. Niko was carrying documents concerning a notorious arms dealer, and the feds believe Niko is he. Lei admits their family has known the arms dealer's family since WW II when both smuggled arms for the Dutch Resistance but insists Niko was actually digging up dirt on the arms dealer who is now trying to take over their dry-cleaning business. The only convincing proof Niko isn't the arms dealer or working with him is to find the arms dealer and feed the feds his exact real-time location. Lei learns where he is in Morocco's hash region, and they set out to get photos of him, armed only with luck, guile and a WW II pistol. Betrayed by Lei's evil uncle, the arm dealer's henchmen hunt them from the minute they land in Morocco. The ensuing chase from Tangier's old city through the Rif Mountains down to the Mediterranean coast lands them in the middle of the arms dealer's deal with Islamic terrorists, trading two tons of hash for a dozen latest laser-guided Chinese shoulder-fired missiles. Captured and escaping several times, Tyler faces heartrending decisions and surprising twists that reveal the cryptic meaning of the I Ching's hexagram 61, Inner Truth.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: BookBaby
• Seitenzahl: 228
• Erscheinungstermin: 11. September 2021
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781098391324
• Artikelnr.: 63590609

Autorenporträt

AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY Aloha! My pen name is Philip Dole derived from my full legal name- Lunsford Dole Phillips. I have been married to a wonderful Swedish woman for 45 years. I broke my neck 42 years ago, skiing at Sugarloaf in the beautiful state of Maine. I've been a quadriplegic ever since. But my life is full. I have five siblings and am smack in the middle. So I've been little brother and big brother. My father was career military; so we moved every few years. Always being the new kid meant learning how to leave old friends and how to make new ones. I'm an Eagle Scout. I went to a prestigious prep school until I was expelled just short of graduation. I was an athlete and played football freshman year at University of Michigan as a scout team quarterback and defensive back. But my teammates were way better than I. I was never going to see the field. So I joined the Sigma Alpha Epsilon fraternity and became a 70's non-violent anti-war activist. After graduation in 1972 I couldn't stomach more school. I wanted to see the world. So off I was. I outfitted myself for any opportunity- tent, sleeping bag, hammock, frisbee, rubber ball, harmonica, spyglass and even a full dress outfit- dark blue suit, white shirt, red tie and black loafers. I explained it was my "meet the queen" clothes. My aim was to be prepared for whatever might come my way. I bought a $125 student fare steerage ticket on the Cristoforo Colombo of Italy's national transatlantic line and started my journey to wherever life would take me. I left New York, waved goodbye to Lady Liberty from the aft deck and disembarked in Lisbon. My vague destination was sub-Sahara Africa to see animals before they were gone. I walked from Lisbon to Gibraltar. I stayed in Morocco a year. Then I spent another year seeing Europe. I lived another year in Switzerland and then two more years in Sweden where I wooed and married my wonderful wife. We settled in Maine, skied the mountains in winter and sailed the coast in summer. But my catastrophic injury ended our vagabond life. I rehabilitated in Portland by going to law school. However snow-covered sidewalks and wheelchairs are not compatible. So after a year as a prosecutor in York County, we moved to Hawaii. I joined an insurance defense firm and learned I'm a bad employee. It seems I insist on doing things my way. I quit and started my own firm. I hired an associate. That taught me I'm also a bad employer for the very same reason. I guess I'm only fit to be on my own. So I've been a sole practitioner concentrating on civil rights plaintiffs' litigation for 20 years. I started this novel long ago, but it languished in a drawer until the pandemic kept me inside for a year. It's been the perfect chance to get serious about finishing this fast-paced, exciting yarn about appearances and reality that's full of unexpected twists and turns. Viola! I hope you like it.