A very active procedural about undercover drug enforcement by the author of Contract on Cherry Street. Larry Spivey is a young self-made millionaire in the construction trade in Georgia when the 19 shopping malls he's built go down the tube along with his prime franchiser, the W. T. Grant Company. Suddenly Larry's in bankruptcy, and his second wife is suing for divorce and everything she can grab. Then, when he's at loose ends, the Georgia Bureau of Investigation invites him to aid them in busting a marijuana smuggling ring; he's a flyer, too, it seems, and the Georgia coast is riddled with smugglers shipping in grass from Guatemala. Spivey is approached by a dealer operating from a Guatemalan jungle airstrip. He arranges a delivery via a second pilot who has his own plane (if Spivey's plane was used it would constitute entrapment). But while he's in the jungle he's contacted by a Guatemalan coke dealer who's cozy with the top cop in Guatemala City--and he's sitting on 250 pounds of impounded coke he wants to sell. This is an $80 million caper, far more important than the pot bust. But the GBI doesn't want to touch it, so Spivey goes to the Federal Drug Enforcement Agency and becomes a double agent for them as well. Soon he's engineering and setting up busts that surround him with 18 dead bodies before the final arrests are made. Even so, the coke slips through the law's fingers. After six nerve-wracking months as an agent, Spivey retires--primed with enough tension and intrigue for a fast, high-decibel tale.