Honey Santana—impassioned, willful, possibly bipolar, self-
proclaimed “queen of lost causes”—has a scheme to help rid
the world of irresponsibility, indifference, and dinnertime
sales calls. She’s taking rude, gullible Relentless, Inc.,
telemarketer Boyd Shreave and his less-than-enthusiastic
mistress, Eugenie—the fifteen-minute-famous girlfriend of a
tabloid murderer—into the wilderness of Florida’s Ten
Thousand Islands for a gentle lesson in civility. What she
doesn’t know is that she’s being followed by her Honey-
obsessed former employer, Piejack (whose mismatched fingers
are proof that sexual harassment in the workplace is a bad
idea). And he doesn’t know he’s being followed by Honey’s
still-smitten former drug-running ex-husband, Perry, and
their wise-and-protective-way-beyond-his-years twelve-year-
old-son, Fry. And when they all pull up on Dismal Key, they
don’t know they’re intruding on Sammy Tigertail, a half
white–half Seminole failed alligator wrestler, trying like
hell to be a hermit despite the Florida State coed who’s
dying to be his hostage . . .
Will Honey be able to make a mensch of
a “greedhead”? Will Fry be able to protect her from Piejack—
and herself? Will Sammy achieve his true Seminole self?
Will Eugenie ever get to the beach? Will the Everglades
survive the wild humans? All the answers are revealed in
the delectably outrageous mayhem that propels this novel to
its Hiaasen-of-the-highest-order climax.