Davis' P.O.V.
"Okay, so what do you need her for?" I asked Derek, holding Lisa's hand under the table. I had placed her on the inside of the booth so that she was squeezed between me and the wall.
"I am hoping, if Lisa is willing, that she can find the information we need. She has access to areas that I just can't get into. If she can dig around and find what we're looking for, then we'll be golden."
"No way, it's too dangerous. She doesn't need another lie or pretense to keep up around her dad. This will only make things harder for her." I was fuming at the thought of Lisa being hurt if he caught her snooping somewhere she wasn't supposed to be.
"I won't get hurt. I snoop at my dad's office in the building often. He's pretty bad about keeping important things lying around. What ex
