Kamille's POV

I stepped out of the car, glancing around for any sign of the lawyer. The park was quiet, the surrounding buildings casting long shadows in the fading afternoon light. I felt a sense of unease settle in the pit of my stomach as I scanned the area.

"Are you sure this is the right place?" Zeke asked, his brow furrowed with concern as he joined me on the sidewalk.

"Yes, this is the address the lawyer gave me," I replied, my voice tinged with uncertainty. "The ...