Gage’s POV
I don’t know how it happened, one minute I’m volunteering to go and get the lunch for everyone, the next I’m all the way across town, my phone in my hand as I internet search Hali Montgomery and find the address of her company.
Sitting outside of her office, I take in the quaint, period style building in front of me. It’s unassuming but I would bet that there is some amazing internal architecture inside if anyone bothered to go inside and look.
Sucking in a deep breath, I open the door to my truck, and climb out, locking the vehicle behind me, I work my way around the hood, and head toward the front door of the building. Pushing it open, I’m confronted with a tiny entrance, that house a narrow set of stairs leading to the first floor directly in front of me. To my right is a
