Pauly’s POV.

“Noah said this is the place,” Eleanor said next to me.

Eleanor and I had been sitting in the car in the parking lot of the location we were to meet my sister and her caseworker for the last fifteen minutes. Regardless of the tactics I tried, I couldn’t stop my hands from shaking.

“Maybe this was a mistake,” I grumble leaning back against the driver’s seat. “What if this ends horribly?”

“You’ll never ...