Methos relaxed fractionally, shifting the rod so it grounded against his bare toes. "If you don't, you shouldn't meet her." He studied Lane for a long moment. He had said he didn't know where, which meant either Methos wasn't the only one kidnapped, or he was lying. Though Methos suspected the former rather than the latter, it didn't hurt to be paranoid.
"How do you check into a hotel and not know where you are?"