I nodded when Lisbeth warned about my fingerprints, knowing I could just drop it casually out of the cloth and onto one of the soft couches or chairs where he or someone else would find it later.

Her comments about Marcus made me feel better, too. I liked him, although we didn't spend a lot of time together, and I knew Eponine trusted him a great deal, but if Lisbeth did, too, I thought that meant only good things.

"Who's Sam?" I asked curiously as I tucked the cloth wrapped phone into my pocket again.