From ‘Florida’s most entertainingly indignant social critic’ (New York Times Book Review) comes an inventive tale yet of savage appetites and sweet justice.
Only in America could an innocent, if drunken, guest of honor at a strip joint bachelor party become a mortal threat against Big Money and Big Government.
Only in south Florida, land of roadside honky-tonks and sinister pleasure boats – not to mention blackmail and murder – would a virtuous topless dancer join forces with a cool but clueless cop.
And only in the fiction of Carl Hiaasen do readers experience riveting suspense and razor-sharp characters along with the most wicked humor imaginable.
