For over a year, she was a name without a face. A ghost in a federal sex trafficking case. The woman who, according to one accuser, lured her into a trap that would define both their lives. Hana Boulos had never spoken publicly. She had never been served. She had, by most accounts, simply vanished.
Then she picked up the phone.
“It’s literally the most comical thing that that’s happening to me right now and the saddest thing at the same time,” she said.
That is how Boulos describes finding herself at the center of one of the most explosive allegations in the recent trial of the Alexander brothers. For those who haven’t followed every twist of the case, Tal, Oren, and Alon Alexander were recently convicted of sex trafficking following a five-week trial that drew widespread attention to allegations against three prominent figures in the New York and Miami party scenes (and Oren and Tal worked in real estate). The government’s case against Tal Alexander on Count 2 rested entirely on the testimony of Lindsey Acree, a Brooklyn-based art gallery owner who claimed she was trafficked and assaulted in the Hamptons over Memorial Day weekend in 2011.
According to Acree’s civil lawsuit, Boulos was the woman who lured her into the trap, inviting her to a “guy friends from Miami’s house.” For years, Boulos has been an elusive figure. She has not been located, served, or publicly heard from, leading to rampant speculation about her identity and whereabouts. Some have even questioned if she truly exists as described, with her ex-husband recently claiming she lived a life of fabricated identities and transient connections.
However, over a series of phone calls and messages, we have communicated about the alleged trafficking. What unfolded was marked by intense frustration, complete denial, and a clear sense of bewilderment at being dragged into the scandal.
On the question of the Alexanders themselves, Boulos was unambiguous: she says she never met Tal Alexander. She does claim to have gone on a few dates with his brother Oren that spring, though there is no evidence to corroborate that account. It is a distinction she pressed with force throughout the conversation.
Her frustration stems not just from the accusations themselves, but from how they surfaced. Boulos made it clear that Lindsey Acree never contacted her before making these explosive claims public. There was no warning, no mention of the allegations, and no attempt to reach out. To Boulos, the sudden appearance of her name in a federal trafficking lawsuit felt like an ambush.
On how she originally met Acree, Boulos acknowledged the connection was real but the details had grown hazy with time. “Honestly, really it was a very long time ago,” she admitted. “It’s all very wishy-washy. It’s so long ago I want to give you honest answers and it’s a little hard to string them together.”
What Boulos did not shy away from, however, was acknowledging that she and Lindsey were both present at the Hamptons that weekend. In a statement that adds a striking new dimension to the events in question, she said:
“It was only me and [Lindsey] that went. There were other girls there. I don’t know where they came from maybe eight at the maximum.”
The admission that there were as many as eight other women at the property, whose origins she claims not to know, raises questions that neither the criminal trial nor the civil lawsuit has fully answered.
Regarding their past relationship, Boulos confirmed they were once connected online. “We definitely used to be like 1 million years ago,” she said of being Facebook friends. However, she noted that she had since deleted her Facebook account, retaining only the Messenger app, and no longer had Acree as a contact.
Far from describing a passing acquaintance, Boulos painted a picture of a genuine friendship. She recalled staying with Acree at her apartment on 14th Street and shared a candid memory of their time together:
“I stayed with her for a few days in her apartment on 14th St. I remember we were taking photos.”
That detail finds unexpected corroboration in the trial record. Julia Baldwin, one of Acree’s roommates at the time, testified that the two lived together in the East Village above Beauty Bar, which sits on 14th Street.
It is the kind of detail that is hard to invent, and it makes the accusation land differently. For Boulos, this was not a stranger pointing a finger at her. This was someone she had laughed with, stayed with, and called a friend. And that is precisely what makes the silence so cutting. If something had happened that weekend, Boulos says Acree had every opportunity to say so:
“If she was a normal human being, she would’ve said something to me in the fun couple days we had after together sleeping in her bed down on 14th St. on the east side-ish and sending crude photos to men that she was talking to so this is just literally unfortunate honestly for me if she actually knew this actually happened I should’ve known about this. She should’ve told me as a friend she should’ve woke up and said I fell off something’s wrong. I didn’t get told as 15 years later for fucks sake.”
The force of that statement is hard to dismiss. Whatever happened in the Hamptons that Memorial Day weekend, Boulos is adamant that the days that followed were ordinary, even warm, and that no alarm was ever raised.
Throughout the exchange, Boulos maintained a stance of complete and utter denial regarding the severe allegations leveled against her. She firmly rejected any involvement in trafficking Acree or facilitating the alleged assault by Tal Alexander. The idea that she played a role in luring Acree to the Hamptons is, according to Boulos, entirely false.
