Yao had been in the garden reading, when a man with brown hair and green eyes approached him. "Can I use your phone?" he asked. "I'm afraid my date stood me up and I need a ride home."
Yao smiled pleasantly at the man. "Sure, aru." Yao led him into his house.
Yao showed the man to the phone. "Take your time," he said. "I'll go get you a drink, aru."
The man smiled at Yao before picking up the phone to dial a phone number. Yao left to go to the kitchen to pour some water for the stranger.
However, as soon as his back was turned, Yao felt a cloth pressed against his nose and mouth. The alcohol-like smell of chloroform filled his senses, and within seconds, his eyes rolled back into his head and he fell in a dead faint.
The brown-haired stranger caught Yao before he fell. Grinning, he whipped out his cellphone and pressed the speed dial.
"Yes? This is Antonio," he said. "Yes, I've got him – bring the car around now."
Antonio quietly exited the house, carrying Yao bridal-style into a black car that arrived soon after he had put down the phone.
"So what have you got for me there?" a grey-haired man, Gilbert, asked as he pointed at the large bag.
"Oh," said Antonio. "I am sure you'll be pleased at what I have procured." He snapped his fingers and at once, his underlings revealed the contents of the bag – it was an unconscious, tied up and gagged Yao. He was curled up into a foetal position.
Gilbert leered suggestively.
"My sources inform me that he is the spouse of that bastard Kirkland," Antonio told Gilbert.
"Perfect!" Gilbert clapped his hands walking towards Yao. He used his foot to reposition Yao's face so that Yao was facing him. "He's beautiful…" Gilbert murmured.
"He is, isn't he?" Antonio remarked. "Makes me wonder where that bastard found him…"
"Nevermind about that," Gilbert said. "I think it's time to make a phone call to our dear Kirkland and tell him that we've got his darling…"