10
Jake glanced around as he and Dane walked up to Hayden Thorne’s office. The office building sat against the foothills of the mountains encircling Bozeman. A fresh dusting of snow had fallen during the night. A soft mist hung in the cold air as the sun crested above the mountains, glittering the landscape where it struck sparks on the snow. He kicked his boots against the threshold to knock the clinging snow off as they stepped inside. Dane followed suit. The office was quiet and the reception desk empty. Dane tapped the bell that sat on the desk.
A moment passed and then one of the office doors opened, a man leaning his head through the door. “Good morning, can I help you?”
Jake nodded. “We’re looking for Hayden Thorne.”
The man in question arched a brow and stepped out of his offic
