Lorraine Hanson put down his hand and drew a cigar from the coffee table, but he did not immediately light it; instead, he held it between his fingers.
"Three kidnappers arrived in New York on a commercial flight, which indicates that they wouldn't have brought Tara Summer with them overtly. I speculate that there must be someone behind the scenes orchestrating this..." the man's slender fingers flicked the cigar tip as he analyzed, "These three either handed Tara over to the buyer or transported her through special channels. Regardless of the method, one thing is certain—Tara might be in the United States!"
"Why are you so sure?" Morgan Benson looked up, his face expressionless.
"Heh." Lorraine Hanson didn't answer right away. He lit the cigar, took a deep drag, and after exhaling the smoke, he continued:
