Bright Orange for the Shroud

The fragile-looking blonde was like a black widow spider feeding on her mate till he was broke and drained dry, a walking zombie stumbling aboard the celebrated houseboat The Busted Flush....

And there lolls Travis McGee, that free-lance knight in slightly tarnished armor whose well-known nose for a dollar twitches at the money smell. This time the scent leads by some bizarre routes to a vicious nest of confidence artists and doublecrossers who inhabit some of those baleful parts of Florida the tourists never see...