In the SVU squad room Fin sat at his desk staring across to Olivia's empty chair. After a moment he shifted his gaze to the layout board. Papers, maps, pictures of subjects, and lab reports filled every corner of the board. At the very center was a picture of Olivia. Almost forty-eight hours had gone by since a letter and picture had been delivered to the squad room. The picture showed Olivia bound and gagged in the backseat of a car and the letter threated her death if a significant ransom wasn't paid within six days, four of which were left.

Fin was brought back into focus when a uniformed officer stepped off the elevator followed by a woman he didn't recognize.

"Detective Tutuola this women asked to see Olivia Benson." The officer said. "This detective will help you mam." The officer smiled then retreated to the elevators.

"How do you know Olivia?" Fin asked.

"I have only met her once." She spoke with a heavy English accent and seemed upset, like she was trying to keep her composure. "I really wanted to know if anyone here has heard or seen Penn Rhoades. I haven't heard from her in almost two days which is really unusual." She explained.

"How do you know Rhoades?" Fin asked.

"I am her older sister Zoe. We share an apartment together and she hasn't come home. I know she works late some times and occasionally over night but she always calls or texts to let me know." Zoe answered. Tears began building at the corner of her eyes as she struggled to remain composed. Fin shifted uncomfortably. Olivia and Munch were the sensitive ones on the squad and always handled the criers.

"We haven't seen or heard from Penn either. We've been trying to reach her until this morning when her phone went right to voicemail with out ringing meaning her phone has either run out of battery or been turned off." Fin said. Zoe frowned her lower lip started shaking and tears started running down her face.

"Why don't you come with me? I need to take an official statement from you." Fin said. He gestured towards one of the interview rooms down the hallway to his right. Zoe tried hastily to wipe her tears off her cheeks as she started in the direction Fin indicated.

While Fin and Zoe spoke in the interview room Cragen, Much, Casey and several other detectives arrived gathering around the layout board. No one smiled or joked and every face looked tried and worried.

"Where are we?" Cragen asked.

"Two days gone. No communication with the kidnapper or Benson and Rhoads is MIA. The only thing we know for sure is that Olivia went to talk with Mia to see if she could give us a lead and Penn blew out of here after a phone call saying something about Olivia walking into something. Nether are answering phones and we checked Liv's apartment, doesn't look like she has been there. Evidence tells us deputy commissioner Gains is evolved some how but nothing concrete. The ransom stands at five million." Munch answered.

"I have someone who may be able to help." Fin returned to the squad room with Zoe in tow. Her eyes were red and bloodshot but no tears fell down her cheeks. "Everyone this is Zoe Rhoades, Penn's older sister. She hasn't heard from Penn in over two days."

"Mrs. Rhoades did Penn mention where she was going or anything she was going to do?" Cragen asked.

"No. Last time I talked to her was lunchtime Tuesday. She didn't mention going any where after work." Zoe answered. She looked passed Cragen taking notice of the board and the picture of Olivia.

"What happened to Olivia?" she asked. "It looks like she is being kidnapped in that photo." Munch and Fin exchanged looks not sure how to answer. Cragen shifted uncomfortably also trying to decide how to answer. Zoe scanned the board taking in all the papers and photos of people involved. She paused on the picture of an Indian man with black hair; think black eyebrows, a pointed nose and one gold tooth. The picture was from a New York driver's license.

"I know that guy, or at least I have seen him before." Zoe said.

"Where have you seen him?" Munch asked.

"I talked with him two nights ago. He came into the ER with injuries from a car accident." Zoe answered. "What dose he have to do with this?"

"We received a ransom note the other morning along with that picture of Olivia demanding five million within six days or she will be killed. The man is a person of interest." Cragen answered. "Did he tell you about the accident? When it happened or where? Was anyone else involved?" He rattled off questions with growing enthusiasm. This could mean they were finally going to make some headway.

"He said he had been out trolling for fares on the upper west side when he came across a car stopped in the middle of the street near the intersection. He waited several minutes, honked his horn a bunch, swore a lot then was about to turnaround when a man ran out from an ally way and jumped in to the drivers seat. Right after that another man came out of the alleyway half dragging half carrying a tall brown haired women. He said the women looked drunk, unsteady on her feet and falling into the man. The man pushed the women into the back seat then he got into the front passenger seat. The car peeled out but stopped suddenly. He said both man jumped out of the car and went to the front. He figured they had hit a dog or a cat or something but then they dragged something much larger into the back seat. As the men were getting back into the car the driver noticed the cab. He said he expected the car to take off but instead they reversed down the street slamming into the cab. The cabbie tried to pull the emergency break but he was being pushed into an intersection where he got t boned by a delivery truck. He blacked out and couldn't remember anything else." Zoe answered.

"Did the cabbie get a good look at the driver? Maybe a part of the license plate?" Fin asked trying to hide his growing excitement. This was the most information they had received in over a day and a half.

"Detective I am a doctor not a cop. I had no reason to ask any of those questions." Zoe answered shaking her head. "I should have though. Could have been useful." Tears began to well in the corner of her eyes again as she hung her head.

"Ok let's talk to the officers at the two five who worked the accident I want copies of all their paperwork. We need the name of the cabbie and the cab company." Cragen instructed a new fire a light in his eyes.

"Zoe why don't you tell us his name." Fin said. Zoe shook her head but did not raise it.

"He was my patient. I can't release that information." Suddenly her head snapped up and her expression was bright, like she had remembered something important. "But I can tell you the name of the cab company. Blue Light Cab out of Brooklyn."

"Good. Very good. Detective's Zane and Buchannan you find and interview the cabbie. Fin and Munch get over to the cab company and find out what they did with the wreaked cab. Casey we are going to need a warrant to search it." Cragen said. Before any one could move Zoe spoke again.

"A warrant is not necessary. The cab is in the police impound. The one at pier seventy six on west thirty eighth and twelfth avenue." Everyone looked at her bewildered. Zoe simply shrugged and said,

"He asked the officer where his cab had been taken and the officer told him to the police impound until the investigation into the accident was complete."

"Even better. Fin and Munch take CSU down to the impound lot and have them go over the car for any thing that might lead us to the other car. I will call over to there and let them know you are coming." The detectives gathered their things and hustled off leaving Cragen, Casey and Zoe standing still looking at the board.

"So maybe I missed something but how does Penn work into all of this?" She asked. Cragen sighed deeply.

"I didn't think she did until now. From the cab drivers story I believe Olivia was the first person dragged into the car. Maybe she was drugged. Maybe she was beaten and injured. I don't know, but it sounds like they subdued her some how. Then Penn arrived as they attempted to get away and they struck her with the car." Cragen answered.

"So Penn must be alive then." Zoe said. "I am no cop but I have listened to my sister enough times to know that if this was a kidnapping the perpetrators would not want to leave a potential eye witness lying in the street. If she were dead they would not have cared and would have left her lying there. Right?" Zoe sounded desperate as if this theory being right was her only hope. Cragen could not help but pity her at that moment.

"That is most likely what happened." He answered although he know in the back of his mind that even if Penn survived being hit by a car she was not part of the plan and would likely be disposed of as soon as the opportunity presented itself.