Even without the equipment, she could see people moving around. Once Cotter and his folks got up here it would be like having a video camera inside.
After a long look at the house, she moved her focus to the boathouse. Surveillance of the boathouse wasn't going to make the case for them. And with the two new recon positions, if the drugs were going to come in by boat, they'd have plenty of advance warning. But the boathouse was the Achilles' heel of the compound. She had no doubt it was well protected, that Getz knew it was a vulnerable point, but no matter what he did, the fact remained, the boathouse would never be as fortified as the house or the land. And if the transfer were to take place out at sea, having a view of the boathouse would give them a heads-up to any activity that might indicate movement.
“Enjoying yourself?” Ty's amused voice echoed through the tunnel.
Dani glanced at her watch; she'd been in the tunnel for over twenty minutes already. “Immensely, now be quiet, I'm focusing.”
“Fine,” Ty laughed. “I'm going up to my bike to grab something, I'll be right back.” A few seconds later Dani heard the sound of his feet on the rock and then silence. Her eyes stayed focused on the house, even as she wondered what he was getting from his bike.
She felt bad for snapping at him earlier. She knew her attitude was out of line, he'd done nothing but help her and her team since she'd dropped the bombshell on his department that morning. In fact, he'd gone above and beyond the call of duty. She had a fleeting thought that his actions were because of her, but she dismissed it just as fast. Ty would have done it anyway, he would have gone out of his way to help because that was the kind of guy he was. When he saw a job that needed to be done, that he knew he could do, he went ahead and did it.
He was different than other men who had passed in and out of her life. In the few hours she'd spent with Ty, she realized that not only could she like the man, she might even respect him. Not that she'd disrespected the others, but nothing in those relationships had ever inspired her to offer anything more than the basic respect a person should hold for another human being. But with Ty, it was more.
He went about his job with quiet confidence and she got the sense he was a team player—as long as the team was doing the right thing. But even as Dani acknowledged this aspect of Ty's character, she knew it wasn't the only, or even the main reason, she found herself wanting to really talk to Ty. That she'd asked about his family, or, even more startling, that she'd told him about hers, was as much of a surprise to her as she knew it was to Ty.
It was a strange tug inside her. On the one hand, she wanted to ask, she wanted to hear about his life and his family. But she was out of practice and it felt awkward. Then again, if she was being honest with herself, which seemed to be a growing trend in the last twelve hours, it wasn't the talking that was awkward, it was the wanting. The wanting to know more, to hear more. And the more she thought about it, the more she knew her discomfort wasn't because she was out of practice, it was because the wanting was a new thing all together.
“You didn't pass out or anything?” Ty's voice filled the cave. Startled, Dani bumped her head on the low ceiling of the tunnel.
“Christ, that hurt,” she complained, rubbing her head. “Give me a minute,” she grumbled.
“A real minute or are you going to spend another twenty minutes?” he chided. Dani looked at her watch and chastised herself. She'd been in the tunnel for over forty minutes and over half of that had been spent thinking about Ty and her confusing reaction to him. Yes, the time had come to admit that she was pathetic; she grimaced.
She wiggled back out of the tunnel, stood, stretched, and turned. “Whoa, hey,” she all but sputtered and then frowned. “Please tell me I didn't just sound like an extra out of Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure?” she asked, her hand pressed to her chest in concern.