Pierre Bertrand issued a statement that he forgave your actions in kidnapping him, although he is still pursuing moi, of course.
The first hour of my stay was consumed by a black-eyed, fire-breathing Pierre Bertrand and, when I refused to even acknowledge his presence, the second was hosted by someone I hoped was on my side.
A photo of Pierre Bertrand carrying Henrietta into the station filled half the page.
I roughhoused Pierre all the way to the front entrance, acting like a jerk.
Pierre played the part of an undercover French policeman.
I did not see hide nor hair of Pierre Bertrand as I was escorted from the building.
Pierre Bertrand drops his cigarette and crushes it underfoot.
Vila Fanuco and Henrietta Dupree and Pierre Bertrand.
Pierre and Robby, the messenger pinioned between them, headed towards the main house.
I had Pierre Bertrand on the phone before the door closed.
