Wherefore Art Thou, Jane?

In the lush, primeval wilds along the Choctawhatchee River, even the stillness has depth. Those who venture in might believe they are unseen, but nature has many eyes and all trespassers invite risk

JANE PATE, raggle-taggle photographer, writer, and reptile collector, considers the remote areas of nature her personal stomping grounds. The risk fits her as comfortably as her garfish-and-guava-seeds existence. It is only after she meets REGINALD FAIRCLOTH, her inquisitive, interfering, English-gentleman publisher, that the word risk takes on new meaning.

When complications of lethal magnitude further invade her life, she bungles further and further into the depths of peril--deep into a creeping, slithering world where it is one strike and you are out.