Cho and Rigsby both stood on the opposite side of the two-way mirror. Arms crossed, eyes glued to the scene unfolding in front of them. Jane's back was to them, he sat in a metal chair at a steel table. Across from him, sat Lloyd Smith, hands cuffed behind his back, glaring at Jane. There was a long period of silence before anyone spoke, than Jane broke the ice, "Lloyd, whats you favorite color?"

"What the hell?" was Smith's response.

"Whats your favorite color?"

"I dunno."

"Guess."

Smith shrugged, "Red I guess."

Jane nodded "Makes sense, seeing as how red is what attracts most killers."

"What the-? I ain't no killer!"

"Aren't you?" Jane locked eye contact with him. "If your not a killer where is Agent Lisbon?"

"Who?" Jane couldn't help but grin. He had taken just a moment too long of a pause.

"You know, the CBI agent who showed up at your doorstep, was a threat to your business so you took her and held her captive in your closet"

"That's a real wild theory."

"It isn't a theory Smith. We know it was your hotel room. You showed back up there and that's why you're here. So why don't you just give it up?"

Smith became angrily agitated. He shifted in his seat "I ain't killed anyone."

"Then where is she Lloyd."

Smith smirked "Hell if I know."

"You passed her off to someone didn't you?" Smith was taken aback, obviously he was unaware that Jane had any knowledge of this. Jane noticed the change in his attitude "That's right Lloyd. We know about the plan McMann gave to you. Not only that, we have the list."

"Son of a bitch…" Smith murmered.

"Who'd you pick Lloyd? Who did you hand Lisbon off to?"

"I want a lawyer."

Jane stood up and slammed his hands on the table "I'm not a cop so I don't give a damn about your rights Lloyd! And unless you tell me where Agent Lisbon is, I see you as a murderer. And you know something Lloyd? I don't like killers. Who has Lisbon?"

Jane's voice had receded into a harsh whisper with a strong backing to it. Smith looked petrified, Jane's face was right in front of his. Smith swallowed hard before saying in a low voice "Royston Daniel." He said, "She's with Royston Daniel."

Daniel grabbed a handful of Lisbon's hair and was dragging her back to the storage room from where they had just come from. Lisbon was barely aware of what was going on after the second time from when he had slammed her down. What she did see was a black car by the storage room. Daniel let go of her hair, she barely had enough time to put her hands in front of her to avoid smacking her face on the pavement. He then opened the trunk of the black car and retrieved some items from it.

He took a spool of wire and knelt down, grabbing one of Lisbon's wrists; he wrapped the wire once around it then took her other wrist and proceeded to tying her wrists together. "I'm going to take you back to where it happened…" an image of the Neuro Linguistic Programming building flashed through her mind, "And then you'll see."

The three agents were back at CBI trying to find some way to track down Daniel.

"Guys! Take a look at this!" Rigsby said. "Daniel went out of business right after the case closed. People didn't trust him, his class sizes went down 30 percent… he lost the business."

"Why?" Cho asked.

"Apparently… because of us."

"Let me see," Jane said realization dawned on him, "Of course." He started heading out.

"Hey!" Cho yelled.

"I know where he took Lisbon!"