***Gage***
I did not want to do this. I kept stalling and did not want to be near her.
"Why couldn't we just swipe her phone again?" I groaned out.
"Because. I doubt she will follow you again. Sure, she did that day, but now, with her thinking, she is your server. She is not going to do anything to jeopardize it," Dad spoke up.
"Besides, did Macklin agree with all this?" Brent asked as he stood there smirking,
"Yeah. But that doesn't mean I like the idea. I do not want to make her think there will be a good outcome."
"Gage, this is our only shot of getting her phone. We won't have the proof we need if we can't hear who she is speaking with. Yes, it shows the number but not a name." Dad said as he stood there.
It has been a week since we placed her fake job as my server. She has b
