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I left before she could call security, which she was no doubt doing, and

called Jordan from the elevator, even though I would see him as soon as I

arrived in the lobby. "I got the location. I know where he's taken her. We're

going to need the helicopter fueled."

"I’ll get on it. Mind telling me where we’re going?"

"Lake Placid."

IT WAS a ninety minute flight to Lake Placid, but it felt like ninety years.

The address, it turned out, wasn’t in the village, but in the woods of the

Adirondack Mountains nearby.

Of course. The quiet place he’d asked for.

We filled all eight seats of the helicopter with the pilot, Jordan, myself,

and five men from the security team.

On the ride up, Jordan assigned me tasks to keep me busy and feeling

useful. I knew what he was doing, and I was grateful.

First, he had me locate a field where we could land the copter. The

nearest spot was seven miles from the log cabin, so the next assignment was

arranging for a van to be delivered from Lake Placid to the fiel