A second outing for Orlando, Florida, wheelchair-bound columnist Nick ``Stick'' Foster (Split Seconds), who's about to marry his Samantha, a wheelchair-bound attorney, when aged Martha Galliger sips the wedding punch she made herself--and succumbs. Who laced her cup with crack, PCP, and amphetamines? Suspicion falls on the wedding guests, of course--as well as on all the folks from the mall (where Stick is spending time researching a column): a possibly mob-connected pizza-maker; a shopkeeper in the federal witness relocation program; and a slew of ``mall rats,'' punk kids who hang out there. One of them, Billy Simpson, is soon fingered by the mall security guard as a participant in a drug-drop. Then the guard is killed; the security video is mangled by the cops; and Billy is hiding out in the mall ducts--with all the comforts he can steal from Sears. Eventually, Stick and friends will bust up the narcotics scam and the wedding brouhaha--but not before Stick and Billy are buried in sand and almost become a meal for an alligator. Good-natured do-gooders stuck in a tacky plot, with little of the wheelchair data that made Stick's debut interesting.