"McGee has become part of our national fabric."
A lovely young girl steps in front of Travis McGee's headlights. McGee misses the girl but lands in ten feet of swamp water. As he's limping along the deserted road, someone in an old truck takes a few shots at him. And, when he goes to the local sheriff to complain, the intrepid Travis McGee finds himself arrested and charged with murder. And he can't help but ask himself, is this what they call southern hospitality...?
What a fine writer
I am sure I read this book some 20 or 30 years ago but don't remember it which makes it all that much better! I really can not think of a much more enjoyable way to spend a few evenings than with Travis McGee.