"I can fish circles around you, queen bee," he said after a bit. "Always could."
"What about Peru? What about Cabo Blanco?"
"You're always throwing Cabo Blanco in my face without ever, repeat, ever a word about Tierra del Fuego."
"What about Pi�as Bay, Panama?"
"Seems to me," she said, "that Ra�l commented that the se�ora had a way of making the se�or look real bum."
A small single bonefish passed the skiff. Rudleigh flushed it by casting right into its face. "Damn it."
"That's just the way you handled striped marlin. Right there is about what you did with those stripes at Rancho Buena Vista."
Rudleigh whirled around and held the point of his rod under Mrs. Rudleigh's throat. "I'm warning you."
"He had a tantrum at the Pez Maya Club in Yucat�n," Mrs. Rudleigh told Skelton.