Who Okayed This?! The Riveting Life of Grant Davis

A motion picture feature, based on true events. A mystery thriller with suspense, translated into more than 40+ languages, listed with Publishers Weekly, a 30x #1 bestseller covered by USA Today, NY Weekly, LA Weekly and Entrepreneur Magazine, with the feature screenplay already written. NY Weekly wrote that it "emerged from the wreckage of trauma to become a story that continues to captivate and inspire - more than a bestseller, it's a testament to resilience." LA Weekly called it "a well-blended cosmopolitan cocktail of danger and delight." In the author's own words: this isn't just a thriller, it's a man's real-life descent into hell and fight for redemption. There is one diary and this novel is it, dictated to a computer by a man who could not hold a pen, told on a linear timeline. Grant Davis is based on the author, P.E. Barrington, who dictated every word of it while immobilized in a Philadelphia collar, steel wrist splints and a leg cast. Grant Davis is a passenger crushed between two vehicles, folded like an accordion, and he lives. He wakes in a Philadelphia collar, steel splints on both wrists, a cast from his right knee to his toes, herniated discs up and down his neck and back, and concussion syndrome. He leaves the hospital on a motorized scooter, which is how he gets around from then on, and sets out to get his health back. He is not simply an accident victim. Grant stands between two rival forces whose fight has already reached a federal courtroom, where the judge holds two federal agents in contempt for ten thousand dollars and has them escorted out. What follows is a string of break-ins at Grant's home, reported to him by neighbors. On the last one, two men force the door. One strikes Grant in the head with a flapjack. His partner holds him down and puts a needle in his arm. One word from that night stays with him: mycoplasma. What he was injected with is Mycoplasma fermentans incognitus, genetically engineered and working entirely through gain-of-function. It behaves almost identically to HIV, with one difference: it morphs itself into an immune cell, or into anything that does not look like an invader, so the immune system passes it by. Hence incognitus. Grant is sick for weeks. His immune system weakens. He takes leave from his job. The two men who came through the door are henchmen for the higher-up who gave the order, working inside a corrupt grey division gone rogue. The apology comes later and from other men entirely: low-level minions already in trouble with the law, hoping to shorten their terms. It was out of their hands, they said. The order came from above. A friend tells Grant about Dr. Siegfried, a zoologist and physicist, and the only man who says he might be able to make him well. Grant travels to the historic German town of Tauberbischofsheim to find him. Then the phone rings and it's a collect call from Sing Sing from an inmate with a message: “I’m going to kill you, and you won’t see it coming!” Grant replied “Obviously your employer didn’t educate you on your subject. Two things you should know: There are a handful of alphabet agencies that have been keeping tabs on me for a very long time. In fact every phone has been monitored for decades. Even as we speak, this phone call has been triangulated and all of your information as well as all of your associate’s info are being examined, right now, in real time. Your entire existence is going to be under a zoom microscope from now on, so, get ready for a shit show! By the way, you can’t kill me.” He asked “Why is that?” Grant replied… “Because… I’m already dead!” Getting well and finding out who did this to him are the same job, and it is the only job Grant has. The trail runs from Siegfried's work to a scroll he discovers along the way, to a corrupt bureaucrat who has hijacked his identity, and finally back through his own family's history for how and why things turned out the way they did for them. One man, one line of enquiry, from the hospital bed to the name at the top.