Desperate to distance himself from the stolen loot buried behind his parents garden shed and still grieving the sudden loss of Max his first real girlfriend, Byrney has decided to go to France with the sole purpose of locating a certain war grave. Moved by the recent death of an old work colleague Eve, Byrney hopes to find redemption for himself and at the same time reunite Eve’s ashes with those of her deceased husband Paul Larouchamps, who’d been murdered by the Gestapo during the Occupation of France in 1943.
Accompanied by his school friend Fionn who is also starting out on a career of her own in France at Paul’s younger brother, Henri’s hotel in Nice, it’s a brave move on their part. Despite their obvious youth and naivety, it’s a move which they both feel comes perfectly natural to them. Initially Byrney is confident of overcoming the difficulties in locating this thirty three year old grave, somewhere in the Pyrenees, but he is soon plagued by the dangers that lie in wait for him; like the mysterious man following him and the fact that those responsible for the betrayal and murder of Paul Larouchamps are still be at large. Armed only with a smidge of badly pronounced French and just a single point of contact in the south of France, Byrney has a mountain to climb in more ways than one.