THAR SHE FLOATS! Deader than flotsam, right in the thirty-foot kelp tower at the Monterey Aquarium.
She’s the aquarium director herself, beloved by all except Marty Whitehead, lawyer Rebecca Schwartz’s weekend hostess, now cooling her heels in the county clink. So what’s the etiquette when your hostess is arrested for murder?
In Rebecca’s case, that’s easy—sign on as her lawyer, try to keep Marty’s kids’ out of the deep end, and somehow avoid drowning in the sea of lies gushing from her client’s mouth. And everyone else’s—there’s a lot of intrigue among these oceangoing primates, as well as rumors of a pearl beyond price.
The sea and all its animals are Rebecca’s first love, but when her attention turns to a particularly fine specimen of homo sapiens, marine biologist Julio Soto, she finds she better act fast to keep Julio from sleeping with the fishes he collects. Because if she doesn’t, he could be next in line for the shark tank—along with Rebecca herself.