Miguel smirked. "How much are you imagining?"

He could get serious, though. "I thought maybe I could see something from above, but whatever this is, it's blocking it off from there, too. I tried getting a sample of whatever it is to test it, but no luck. At this point, I'm wondering if we have anyone that can tunnel under it."

That probably wouldn't do any good, either, but it didn't mean it wasn't tempting.

It also didn't mean he wasn't taking his coffee back. Share, Rosa.