EXT. DENVER AIRPORT - PRIVATE JET TERMINAL - SAME EVENING
Eric pauses at the top of the steps leading down from the Gulfstream G650, taking in the Colorado sunset.
He still looks out as he takes a step down - he pauses - his eyes lock on the hangar across the way.
Someone in an orange parka, hood up, stares at him, then disappears into the hangar.
ERIC: Fuuuuuuuck you.
EXT. DENVER AIRPORT - HANGER - MOMENTS LATER
Eric approaches the side door of the hangar, where the orange parka went in.
He opens it slowly and sees nothing but darkness.
A moment as he considers, then shuts the door and turns -
ERIC: AHHHHH!
He's face to face with... Leo.
ERIC: What the fuck, dude?
LEO: Did you see him, too?
ERIC: No - I - see what?
Leo moves past him, opens the door and heads into the hangar.
ERIC (to himself): Goddamnit.
He follows Leo in.