JT Harrington, a shadowy, world-weary south-of-the-border deal maker, is having qualms about his work and life. Smitten by a dainty Southern belleshe's a Dawn Wells look-alikehe ships his sailboat to rural South Carolina and parks it near her parents' generations-old plantation house.
But his transition to the boonies does not go well. His type of guns is not for hunting, his type of boat is not for catching bass. He likes Zeppelin, not country. Nobody surfs. A neighbor's cow keeps wandering near his stash. And somebody's watching from the road