He had led her to the trunk of a car at gun point. The car was parked in a blind alley, there was no way anyone was going to witness the event. Her hands were cuffed behind her back now, tape still be used over them. He had removed the gag when they had left the motel, but once they got to the car he replaced it. Bound and gaged, Lisbon went into the trunk as ordered, and as she lied there, he bound her ankles together with duct tape. Smith looked down at her, almost like a lion would at a gazelle. Without warning he slammed the trunk shut leaving Lisbon in total darkness.
CSU had arrived and were collecting evidence and photo-documenting relevant items in the room.
"I can't believe this…" Grace said.
Cho turned to look at her, "What?"
"She was here the entire time. Even when we called her this morning. She told us not to look into the guy because he was probably threatening her if she didn't do otherwise. Dammit Cho… she was here!"
Cho didn't respond. He was looking for Jane, who had disappeared the moment CSU had arrived. He stepped outside and found Jane leaning against the hand rail, hands folded together. "Jane…"
Jane pretended to snap out of a trance, and he put a smile on his face "Oh, Cho! Yes, what can I help you with?"
"Did you see anything that might help us out?"
Jane sighed dramatically then twiddled his thumbs saying "Something other than a opportunity missed? Mmm… nope. Not really."
"Jane…" Cho said somewhat curtly. Jane stood up straight putting his hands into his pockets.
"Taking her was not a planned action. My guess is that this was one of Mortensen's biggest dealers… he extremely careful about his work. Lisbon probably went to talk to him on a business day. He saw her as a threat and took her."
"Then where's her body?"
"That's the thing Cho. He didn't kill her. He held her captive but for some reason he kept her alive… why?"
"I don't know Jane… why?"
"Unfortunately I don't know either. But he's in it for money, and that's it. So whatever offer came his way involving Lisbon, it ended in him receiving funds of sorts."
"Ransom?" Rigsby asked, he had apparently been listening the whole time, and so had Van Pelt.
"Possibility." Jane responded. "We need to find that out. It'll be the key to finding her."