In the Florida Keys, the tops are down, the margaritas are cold, and water is murder. Madison and Fab’s morning coffee comes with a side dish of witnessing two bodies being dumped at the end of their boat dock. And gossip is flying around Tarpon Cove faster than a cigarette boat. When yet another easy job turns up more dead bodies, the smell is making Madison barfy, and the girls’ I know nothing faces are getting a workout. So is the hotline to their lawyer. Madison just wants happy endings all around, but evidence is piling up that they’re all being watched. If they don’t play their cards right, they could be someone’s loose end-and all wind up dead.