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.