Russell invites three friends to fish a secluded lake. Big carp, ferocious wildlife and Star Wars all lurk in the spring fed water. A weekend carp fishing that unfolds into a comic nightmare. There had been a crash further down the bank. In a petty way, Collin hoped it was Russell falling in. It was far more likely that Russell would come back with a twenty pounder under each arm, having caught them using only his hat. The publisher suggested I use a powerful hook on the cover to get my readers attention. I’ve chosen a barbless size six, short shank, Raptor.