Previously, in Stormbreak: Mac and his Search and Rescue crew are grounded and sent to await new orders in the Jacmel airport lounge…

Past the door, in the almost deserted parking lot, two cars trundled up to just short of the entrance. They braked without any sense of parking and their doors flew open to spill five occupants onto the pavement. They were an odd mix. Mostly white people, so likely not locals. Sportcoats for the men, that or black, nylon-web vests brimming with pouches and things hanging in loops. The one woman, an attractive black lady with a head of loose medusa-like braids, gave lots of direction as most of the men hauled bags and plastic cases from back seats and trunks. She looked like the boss. She wore, as wildly inappropriate to the weather as c...

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