Laswell sent you undercover as a stripper to gather information.

Ghost had to sit in the far corner of the club and pretend to be a customer as he kept an eye on you. He watched you walk around in an outfit that revealed way too much. He didn’t quite like the way all the drunk blokes slipped cash in the outfit.

“What’s wrong?” He asked quietly after you brought him inside a private room to talk. You had to give him a lap dance so you two didn’t draw suspicion to the security cameras.