Chapter 13
Sawyer leaned an elbow on the bar in the lodge restaurant and glanced to Gage. “You think we should start our own guide business?” he asked.
It was early afternoon and the restaurant was quiet, although there were a few customers scattered about. He’d learned this was a time of day when Gage often handled the business end of things, either in his office, or at the bar when he had a late lunch. Gage finished a bite of his burger and nodded. After a swallow of water, he clarified, “I do. I’ve got some great working partnerships with a few local places, but they’re all so damn busy people are often waitlisted. I mean, Eli’s so busy he can barely see straight all summer,” he said, in reference to Jessa’s husband who ran a backcountry guiding and charter business, along with the re
