Chapter 155

“You’re not leading me into a horror movie down here, are you?” Nathan joked.

A chuckle rose from Iain again. “I make no promises,” he said with another glance over his shoulder. Mischief danced in his warm brown eyes.

“Well, if it doesn’t freak you out too much,” Nathan said, “I’m actually looking into…paranormal stuff.” It was rare that he felt comfortable being honest like that, but he had a feeling Iain wouldn’t just dismiss him.

To the guy’s credit, he didn’t even flinch, just paused for a moment, turned to Nathan, and asked, “You mean like ghost sightings, Indian Witch Doctors, monsters in the Rockies kinda stuff?”

“Exactly. Specifically around the town, maybe before its founding. Kind of a hobby of mine.” Nathan shrugged, which at least wasn’t a complete lie.