"No, kiddo, I'm not. I'm getting there. You should focus on your stuff." 

"Okay. Do you need anything?" 

"Go to sleep, Stiles." 

So he does.

The next morning, Kaede calls Stiles.

His call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system.

Would he like to leave a message?

Uh. Nah. He'll text him.

Good morning! Did you get anywhere?

The response takes about twenty minutes. 

We already made our demands clear. Don't text this number until we have what we want. 

Yeong calls the Sheriff.

"Yes?"

"My son just texted yours—" And she repeats the message he got back.

"...give me a minute." 

There's the sound of conversation, and then the closing of a door. 

"I can't get it declared a kidnapping this early, if I put any resources behind if there'll be an inquiry. I think I might have...unofficial resources. A friend of mine has something that could help. Don't worry, please." 

"Was it not you who received the demands?"

"I got their demands. They kept talking about some kind of key, and about Donnie...I can handle this myself. The department can't get involved." 

"—but we can. I know what key they are talking about."

"...A friend of mine was offering to help me get my son back. I told him what was happening, and he started telling me about these things that have all kinds of strange effects. Including the key. He said they'll be after us until they get it back, but he has a way to hide us."

"Did he tell you what way that was?"

"He has some kind of technology that can help us blend in, become less noticeable." 

"Probably not technology. We have some of these Objects, as well. I believe we should meet."

"He's a private guy. I'm not sure he wants to meet any other...object collectors?" 

"And it makes sense that he might not, but on the other hand we want to save your son. If he doesn't want to meet, there should be some other way for us to pool our resources."

"My house seems like the best place for privacy, but I don't know if the thing I'm looking for is witnesses. I guess neither of you has any reason to tell me if you're working against me, though. This whole 'object' thing seems like a racket." 

"That's... admittedly true. I'll leave it up to you whether to trust us or not, but we know where the key is and we'd very much like to see Stiles alright."

"...can you put your kid on the line? The one who broke into a house for what were probably object-related reasons, God..."