Corbin got out of the old pick-up and looked around. He shut the truck door, and it protested with a squeal of metal, but there was no one about to disturb. He was six miles west of Hailey Idaho, and he may have found the object of his search.
The mid-day sun was welcome and pushed back on the chill carried by the wind. April in Hailey was not known for its warmth, and he was thankful he had done his research on the weather there. He pulled the collar up on his thick coat against the biting