Alec Hardison had given a lot of thought to how he would die. Death by cop. Thrown into the darkest hole Guantanamo Bay possessed. Heart attack from a lifetime diet of hot pockets and orange-colored chemicals. He hadn't considered adding death by weather-inflicted man-eating-sharks to the list. (Or: Interspersed by media accounts of the incident, the tale of the Leverage team vs. Sharknado.)