Frey had in mind.”
“You believe him?”
Drew was silent for a minute. “Yeah, I do. I don't think he knew what Frey was planning. He all but got sick when we told him about the weapons Eagle's Wing was going to collect from Getz and that we'd found plans to the IRS headquarters in their compound.”
“He could be faking it,” Ty countered.
“He could be, but I don't think so. He didn't tell us anything until we fed him that piece of information. After he realized what Frey was capable of, he started talking.” Drew pressed his lips.
“And offered his resignation.”
“And offered his resignation,” Drew nodded.
“So, what else did you get? Anything on Frey?”
Drew let out a heavy breath. “We think it was just in the timing that he targeted Sonny. Sonny was on Frey's mind when Collier talked to him. Frey needed a scapegoat, and who better to manipulate than the grieving son of a former CIA informant. The man's a damn puppeteer, the way he manipulates people,” Drew swore for emphasis.
“But what about now? Did Robertson know where Frey might be now?”
Ty watched a muscle in Drew's jaw tick as he sat forward and began to pick at the label on the bottle. It had been a long couple of days for Drew and Ty felt for him.
“Africa,” Drew spoke. Ty glanced up and met his eyes. “He owns an island off the coast of Sierra Leone. He also owns islands in the Caribbean, the Mediterranean, and a few other places, in case you were wondering what he's done with the money he's collected over the years.”
Ty didn't, not really. What Frey did with his money was irrelevant at the moment. He studied the man across the table and absorbed what he wasn't saying. They were going after him. And by the looks of it, soon.
“When do we go?” Ty asked.
“Ty,” Drew warned, but more out of duty than anything else. “You don't need to go. You can stay here with Dani. The rest of the team is going.”
“I know,” he responded, not moving his gaze from Drew.
“Dani's not going to like it,” Drew tried again.
“I know,” he replied again. Drew swore and raked a hand through his hair.
“We leave in two days,” he said, resigned.
“We?”
“Me, a couple of folks from Cotter's team, Roddy, Fawkes, and Jay. Of course Cotter wanted to go, but, like Dani, he's out.”
“Roddy, Fawkes, and Jay?” Ty asked, not bothering to hide the surprise in his voice.
Drew nodded. “You were right, they took a liking to Dani,” he added with a tired smile.
Ty let the information sink in. Never in a million years did he think he'd be out on another mission with his former team. And he'd never been more grateful for their friendship. It was going to be a shitty operation and he was relieved beyond reason to know his friends would have his back when he went for Frey. And they'd all understand that Frey would be his, without question. Aside from wanting to deal with Frey for what he did to Dani, he also knew that Dani, once she accepted she wouldn't be going after Frey herself, wouldn't trust anyone but him to do it. If anyone else told Dani that Frey was taken care of, she wouldn't believe it, she'd always carry a little bit of doubt. But if it came from him, she would be able to close that chapter of her life and move on. And the only way it would truly come from him is if he took care of Frey himself.
Ty stood and dumped the rest of his beer down the sink. He didn't drink all that much and had only had a few glasses of wine with Dani since she'd come home from the hospital, but now, well, now he wasn't about to put anything that might impair his ability to function into his system until after the mission was complete.
“Where do I need to be?” he asked. Drew looked up and Ty could see the debate still warring in Drew. “It has to be me and you know it,” Ty said. “It can't be her and she won't trust anyone else.”
Drew closed his eyes and then gave a slight nod before pushing out of his chair. “Tonight we go to DC. We'll have a debrief there and then head out.”
Ty nodded.
“What about Dani?” Drew asked. “She's getting stronger, but I don't want…” he let his voice trail off.
“She'll have to face it sooner or