Masai Mara Wildlife Reserve.
A white man, roughly in his fifties with a full beard, was holding a hunting rifle, aiming at the male lion ahead.
The young male lion, attracted by blood and flesh, was slowly approaching from a distance.
"Come on, darling, get closer, closer!"
The white man had a cruel smile on his lips.
Just as the lion entered shooting range and the white man was about to fire.
Beep beep beep, beep beep beep...
A burst of short static noise sounded.
The lion's hearing was quite good; upon hearing the noise, it turned its head and ran.
"Damn it!"
The white man angrily struck the hunting rifle on the ground, full of murderous intent as he took out the buzzing object.
A specially made phone.
"Chloe! Why call at this time! You've scared away my prey!"
The white man furiously shouted, making the lion in the distance run faster.
On the other end of the call, Chloe's tone was very calm: "Boss, I felt you needed to know about this immediately."
