June's POV
Of the three guys, Kason was the only one to not stare at me with disdain.
"Just trying to get home," I replied, unsure of what else to say.
"If you're in that much of a hurry, I could give you a ride," he offered, pointing to his red pickup truck with his thumb.
"No, thanks. I am fine." I stood straight, gaining my composure and trying not to show my fear.
"Really? That's too bad, because I have some questions for you."
"Mhmm, too bad." I tried to walk past them, but Ty blocked my path. The three of them were trying to pin me into a corner, intimidating me with their broad physiques and cold eyes.
"Monty here is facing a lot of charges when we know he shouldn't be. You need to get your dad to pull back," Ty spoke, making me look fully at Montana. There was not a shre
