The struggles he was receiving from Kinjo made him feel good. If only the lady that bit him was alive, she would love to see this male. Too bad. He had him for himself now. He even thought it was funny when Kinjo said not to nuzzle him. Oh but that scream! He loved that accent it had! Though soon as the tips of Kinjo's fingers brushed over his he blinked. The teen was intolerant to drugs.  Not allergic, just... Weak. To James that was a good sign. Chuckling he stroked Kinjo on the cheek, "You will be a fun one, I won't even need to mist you with anything to make you scared." He then closed his eyes and they both vanished. The chloroform had done wonders, he liked that. Soon as he got to the complex he set the unconscious Kinjo on a messy bed and sat down. Snuggling up to the sexy accented male whom he kidnapped and practically stole from his brother. After a while James left as well as set Ravenhirst, a harpie formed skinwalker with a bad mental handicap in the lower front hall to guard at night. During the day James took over so Ravenhirst's twin sister could take care if him, he only stationed the demented brain dead man for one night. The rest was all his own.  He was glad that he had Kinjo. And he planned to soon begin his game once Kinjo tried escaping. There were no window exits. All boarded up. Down stairs front and back door were the exits or if Kinjo was gutsy he could climb the elevator up to the top to the outdoor fire escape. But he blocked that off. He wanted fun.