Gladdy Gold's exotic vacation has reached a pinnacle: a romantic soak in a hot tub with the man she adores, far from Florida and her nosy neighbors…until an urgent message concerning the safety of her best friends sends her running home. Now, her idyll is ony a memory, her would-be-beau, Jack, is furious, and not only are the girls of the Gladdy Gold Detective Agency alive and well-they're onto a hot new murder case. Is a suave senior Romeo to blame...

The pleasures of life aboard the Busted Flush are interrupted by a murder that plunges Travis McGee into a nightmare where nothing is as it seems. His quest for vengeance takes him to Northern California, where he must infiltrate a cult known as the Church of the Apocrypha in order to find the truth.

"Years ago Seychelle Sullivan had the chance to save a person's life. But on that summer night in Fort Lauderdale, lost in a world of teenage resentment and loneliness, Seychelle was not able to comprehend any pain but her own."--Jacket

"When a woman's body washes up on a Fort Lauderdale beach, deep diving investigator Sloan McPherson is called in to consult on this case and, out of her depth, teams up with Miami homicide detective Gwen Wylder when the dead woman is linked to a string of unsolved serial murders."--

"In Fort Lauderdale, self-proclaimed private eye Gladdy Gold is less interest in her cases than in her whirlwind romance with silverhaired Jack Langford. But just as Jack is about to pop the question to Gladdy, a curvaceous redhead from France interrupts with a mysterious agenda. She and Jack, it turns out, will always have Paris. And to make matters worse, the seductress is being stalked by a killer..."--P.[4] of cover.