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LEAVE NO STONE UNTURNED
Fort Meade Flying Activity, Tipton Airport, Fort Meade, Maryland
In the morning the three friends waited on the tarmac as the Gulfstream 6 jet approached. A thin layer of mist covered everything, yet it was more humid than hot. It was early, and the sun had yet to crest the horizon in the eastern sky, yet light had begun its triumph over the darkness.
Cade yawned. “Can someone tell me why we have to go to Louisiana? This is a goose chase.”
“What, you don’t like Cajun food?” Kyle said with a grin.
“Love it. But that’s a good question. Jana, I guess I don’t even know whether you like Cajun food or not,” Cade said. “In fact, the only seafood restaurant we’ve ever been to together is Casey’s Crab, where we first got hooked on those fried scallops.”
“No,” she r
