The gray morning sky hung low over Hilburg as Lloyd and Lisa walked side by side, their pace steady but their minds in sync as to where they were heading.
Lloyd glanced at the crumpled piece of paper in Lisa’s hand, its address scribbled hastily.
The area they were heading to was unfamiliar to him, but the tension in Lisa’s jawline spoke volumes.
When they turned the final corner, Lloyd slowed, his eyes scanning the decrepit building before them.
The structure stood defiant amidst the decay of the neighborhood, its faded sign barely legible...
"Francis Legal Services"
The windows were cracked, and graffiti marred the walls.
Trash littered the streets, and a group of thugs loitered nearby, their sharp gazes following Lloyd and Lisa’s every move.
They probably would have tried t
