"She's in Room 562. It's just her and the boy. She hasn't left the room since she checked in and it doesn't seem that she has been in contact with Zara," Josh said. He was one of Cason's men assigned to watch Sabrina.
"We have surveillance set up outside and inside. When we sent the runner in, we had a guy dressed up like maintenance doing an inspection so we have several bugs and a recorder in the phone."
"Seems like you have all bases covered," I said taking a seat in the room across the hall from Sabrina's.
"Any word on Zara and when she will be landing?" Cason asked standing next to me.
"No. We have checked all arrivals into New York and she doesn't fit any of the descriptions of any of the passengers," Josh said.
"What about private planes?"
"We are still going through the manifests but we should have more information soon."
"We can't afford to let her skip through our fingers."
"I understand."
"So what do we do now?" I asked leaning back on the sofa.
