“This is it,” Ty muttered into the com link.
Tracy slowed and pulled to a stop. She turned off the truck and cut the lights. Across from them, a huge house with a long curving driveway sat back among the tall trees. The property was surrounded by a six-foot-high, wrought iron fence.
“Nice place,” Tracy murmured, staring out of the windshield.
Ty pulled on his hat. “I’m going in,” he muttered, releasing his seat belt.
“Wait!” Tracy warned, nodding toward one of the large trees. “Whoever lives here has a pretty advanced security system.”
Ty turned when a knock on the window next to him drew his attention. One of his aunt’s men waited for him to open the door. Ty reached up and turned the overhead light off before he opened the door. A numbing shaft of cold air quickly sucked the heat ou
