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But the female python sensed the intrusion. Uncoiling with terrifying speed, she slithered not away from Brittany, but toward the shallow water where the kayak was beached. If she reached the main channel, she would vanish.

Then, a rustle in the sawgrass. Crockett, a grizzled man with a snake tattoo on his neck, waded into view. He didn’t say a word. He just dropped to his knees beside her, grabbed the python’s tail, and began to carefully unwind it. brittany borges guardians of the glades bikini

The problem was the route. The only way in was a two-mile paddle through a series of tight, shallow creeks too narrow for their airboat. And in the brutal, shimmering heat of a Florida July, that meant one thing: she was going in the water. But the female python sensed the intrusion

Brittany laughed, wiping a smear of mud from her cheek. “And most folks would have turned around at the first alligator.” She looked back at the dark, silent glades. “We’re not most folks.” Then, a rustle in the sawgrass

Crockett handed her a towel. “You know,” he said, a rare grin cracking his weathered face, “most folks wear a little more armor to wrestle a fourteen-foot snake.”