In 1976 a man driving a sports car was stopped by a Georgia State Trooper at three in the morning on an old highway between Atlanta and Columbus. The trooper was shot dead and the driver fled on foot into the Great Pine Woods. A few hours later a manhunt was launched. A manhunt-that most terrifying of adventures for both the hunters and the pursued. This is the story of the man who fled the scene so boldly and so foolishly, the manhunt with its clockwork precision, and the men who took weapons into the forest when the prey was finally at bay. It is necessarily an appalling story told in ghastly detail and intimate horror-because it was a manhunt. It is necessarily vicious and bloody-because it is true.I know. I was there.- Richard Lee Fulgham