As a police launch speeds across Miami's Biscayne Bay — with officer Nestor Camacho on board — Tom Wolfe is off and running. Into the feverous landscape of the city, he introduces the Cuban mayor, the black police chief, an ambitious young journalist and his Yale-marinated editor; a psychiatrist who specialises in sex addiction and his Latina nurse by day, mistress by night — until lately, the love of Nestor's life; a refined, and oh-so-light-skinned young woman from Haiti and her Creole-spouting, black-gang-banger-stylin little brother; a billionaire porn addict, crack dealers in the hoods, de-skilled conceptual artists at the Miami Art Basel Fair, spectators at the annual Biscayne Bay regatta looking only for that night's orgy, and a nest of shady Russians. Based on the same sort of detailed, on-scene, high-energy reporting that powered Tom Wolfe's previous bestselling novels, Bonfire of the Vanities and A Man in Full, Black to Blood is another brilliant, spot-on, scrupulous, and often hilarious reckoning with our times.