Harry Donner was sent to the Caribbean to smother a revolution about to blow up in America's back yard. He had not expected to meet anyone he knew.

When he walked into his hotel room, a spear gun went off, and the projectile quivered in the wall by his head. On the couch was a woman, flushed with excitement, a Cernia gun clutched in her hand.

He knew this person. She was his ex-wife! "Welcome to Haiti," she said...