The Quick Red Fox

From all that Travis McGee could gather, it must have been one hell of a party. Four languid days and all the booze they could drink....Ten playful people swinging wild and free, getting drunk, getting bored, swapping partners in the warmth of the sun on naked bodies, miles from civilization.
Miles from civilization - and 300 feet from a very good camera with a telephoto lens. The star attraction was a woman named Lysa Dean.
It was a blackmail set-up as old as the hills. McGee - that waterfront gypsy - did not want to touch the deal with a ten-foot pole. Except there was another woman involved, a lovely, longing, tender woman whose life was slowly draining away into disaster...