June Summerfield
He didn’t like this situation one bit, but he wasn’t going to let this stranger just come in and take her.
“That’s between me, her, and Hunter, I’m afraid.”
“Well, now it’s between you, her, and me.” Montana said sternly, gently pushing Rufus aside.
The stranger’s eyes suddenly flashed darker.
“You must be Montana, but you go by Monty. I’ve heard a lot about you. I got orders to specifically not kill you. Everyone else is fair game, though.” He smirked, satisfied with a glance behind Montana, noticing the fear and confusion he was causing. “Although I was told to keep casualties at a minimum. The man frowned and rolled his eyes.
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