Raven’s POV
I sat there for a moment listening to Chance’s request that we stay in the truck, but as I sat there something inside of me snapped, making me disobey his request by getting out of the truck. After the day that I had, and after just listening to Mrs. Jacobs babbling bullshit, I had had enough, and I was done sitting around and being the damn victim. If someone was sent here to finish the job that was started at the hospital, I wanted to be the one that looked the bastard in the eyes, and make him pay for stepping on my family’s property.
“Raven, where are you going?” Mazie called out just above a whisper to me, as she got out of the truck too, quickly moving to my side, while I picked up a shovel that one of the boys must have left behind while working on the lane the other
