"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
Howard Smith had often made the run between Port Sudan and Cairo, but when his plane crashed in the desert near a small Red Sea port he was carrying drugs for the first time. Somehow he had to pay his way out of the wreckage and dispose of his illicit cargo. Signore Maraccini, a marine biologist, offered him employment in his exploration of a coral reef and of course he met his daughter, Reta. Somewhere in life there is always the other person who, for each one of us, can drive out loneliness. For Howard, Reta was that person. But it was a dangerous love he had found, perilous as the sharp coral or the shark-hungry waters.
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