Have you ever woken up DEAD? Well I did... when I was eight years old I woke up in my bed covered in blood. I found my mother, father, and baby sister all dead in their sleep. Soaked in blood. From then on I felt like death. Everyone around me dies...
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"MATTHEW DAEHLER?"
"Yes."
Noah Stilinski frowns as he stares at the picture of Matt, "This kid's the real killer?"
Stiles nods frantically, "Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
Sighing Stiles rubs his temple, "Dad, everyone knows the police look for ways to connect victims in a murder. All he had to do was go through their transcripts and find out which class they all attended."
"Except for the rave promoter, Kara. She wasn't in Harris's class."
"Oh yeah, that's right. So I guess they're dropping the charges against him?"
Father and son glare at each other.
"No, they're not dropping the charges. Which doesn't prove anything. Scott, you believe this?"
Scott grimaces, "It's not easy to explain how we know, but if you can just trust us. We know it's Matt."
Stiles nods, "He took Harris's car. He knew if the cops found tire tracks at one of the murders and that if enough of the victims were in Harris's class, he'd be arrested."
Noah sighs, "Fine. I'll allow the remote possibility. But give me a motive. Why would this kid want most of the 2006 swim team and its coach dead?"
"Isn't it obvious? Our swim team sucks! They haven't won in years," Off Scott and his father's looks Stiles sighs giving in, "Okay, we don't exactly have a motive yet. But then again, does Harris?"
Scott and Stiles watch Stilinski wrestle with the question, eyes fixed on the picture of Matt in front of him.
"What do you want me to do?"
Scott bites his lip, "We need to look at the rest of the evidence."
Stilinski scoffs crossing his arms, "That's all back at the station. Where I no longer work."
"Trust me, they'll let you in."
"Trust you?" Stilinski says with a raised brow as he stares at his son.
"Trust... Scott?"
Noah sighs nodding, "Scott I trust... and the third one. Wait... where is Luna?"
Off Stiles and Scott's concerned yet sad looks Noah raises an eyebrow, "What happened?"
"A lot. Too much to explain right now. But once we figure this out hopefully we can find her."
"Find her?"
"Yeah... she kind of ran away... it's a long story!"
...
The Night Officer raises a wary eye when the door clicks open. With Stiles and Scott behind him, Stilinski approaches the desk.
