Plato led the girls out of the house. It hadn't been the easiest job he'd ever done, but getting three girls between the two of them would be a record. He just had to keep them with him for the short walk to the van. Luckilly, it didn't seem like that would be a problem. When the three of them arrived, all was quiet. Before either girl had a chance to comment on just how creepy and stereotypical his van was, he flicked his wrists, twin stun batons sliding out, smooth and easy. With a press of the buttons, he touched the contacts to their exposed flesh, dumping raw electricity into their nervous systems, briefly overloading them. The spark was loud enough to wake the dead, but no one roused in any of the neighboring homes.<br/><br/>Before the girls fell to the ground, Plato grabbed them, then knocked on the door of the van, waiting for his partner to open up. Within moments, Alexis and Chrissy joined Misty, bound with zip ties and gagged.<br/><br/>He regarded Marion briefly. Then he gently patted her on the head. "You've done well tonight, girl. I'll let the bosses know you handled yourself properly. Keep it up and you'll be fine. Now drive us to the rendezvous point at the harbour. We've got a boat to catch."