Jane Hamilton Greer, divorcee at 29 and being held captive in Costa Rica by a group of rebels is shocked to find a man, at least the size of a wrestler and gorgeous to boot wearing camaflauge and sporting guns breaking into her room so quiet you would have thought he was a panther. In a scuffle, not knowing who or what he was she is taken from the encampment via over the 'brute's' shoulders into the impenetrable jungle and into the inky darkness. Who is he? Another goon kidnapping her to get the film?
Grant Sullivan had just retired and bought a farm out in the Tennesee mountians when he got a call to rescue a spoiled richgirl apparently dabbling in espionage. One of the US's top agents and known for his expertise, he was sent to Costa Rica expecting to rescue a whining spoiled brat that got herself in too deep with the wrong guy but was stunned to find an intelligent woman who had gotten mixed up with the wrong people at the wrong time. She held a deep and terrifying piece of evidence that the rebels and goverments were killing to posess. She was trying desperately to do it herself, but with the strong help of Grant, she is able to breathe a sigh of relief. They are on the run through the world's most dangerous rain forests all in an attempt to get out or be killed. In the process, they realize they are falling in love and shouldn't. Grant has too many deep seeded memories from his work and has grown hard and cold. Jane sees his vulnerability and digs deeper and deeper until she breaks through but then realizes he and her should never have met. They are from two different worlds. Life outside the jungle was harsh and real. It didn't have room for mistakes. But Grant must understand that he just made one by letting her go...
