Chapter Thirty-One
After the full moon, the next day, Scott, Stiles, Stilinski and I are sitting a room at the Stilinski's. "So, this kids the real killer?" Sheriff Stilinski asked standing beside my Dad.
"Yeah." Stiles responded.
"No." Stilinski shakes his head.
"Yes." Stiles glared.
"No." Stilinski looked down at the book that has Matt on it. Stiles and Scott had figured out that the real killer is Matt, because at Lydia's party he couldn't swim and the Kanima can't swim. They put two and two together and we decided to tell Stiles' Dad's about it.
"Dad, come on." Stiles stands up. "Everybody knows that the police looks for ways to connect victims in a murder, okay? So, all you and Mr Madden have to do is like, look through their transcripts and figure out which class they all had in common."
"Yeah, expect for the fact that the rave promoter, Kara, wasn't in Harris's class." Sheriff Stilinski reminded him.
"All right, okay, you're right, sorry," Stiles apologised. "Then I guess they dropped the charges against him?"
Stilinski looked mad. "No. You know what? They're not dropping the charges. But that doesn't prove anything. Scott, Paige, do you believe this?"
"It's really hard to explain how we know this, but you just gotta trust us." Scott tells him.
"We know it's Matt." I added.
"Yeah, he took Harris's car, okay? Look, he knew that if a cop found tire breaks at one of the murders, and that if enough of the victims were in Harris' class, that they'd addrest him." Stiles explained our theory.
"All right, fine." Sheriff Stilinsi caves in. "I'll allow the remote possiblity, but give me a motive. I mean, why would htis kid want most of 2006 swift team and its coach dead?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Stiles asked. "Our swim team sucks. They haven't won in like, six years. Okay, we don't have a motive yet. I mean, come on, does Harris?"
Stillinski sighed. "What do you want me to do?"
"We need to look at the evidence." I chimed in.
"Yeah, that would be in the station, where me and your father no longer work at." Stilinski gives me a look. He'll always be the Sheriff to me.
"Trust me, they'll let you in." Stiles begged.
"Trust you?" Stilinski's eyes widen, pointing to his son.
"Trust... Trust Scott and Paige?" Stiles pointed behind him, where Scott and I stood.
"Them, I trust." Stilinski agreed.
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Moments later, we walked into the police department. The Night Officer raises a wary eye when the door clicks open. With Stiles, Scott, and I behind him, Stilinski approaches the desk. "It's two in the morning." The officer spoke.
"Believe me, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't extremely important." Stilinski tells her.
Stiles to whisper to us. "We look at the hospital stuff first, okay?" Stiles informed us.
"Why?" Scott and I both asked back.
"Because all the murders were commited by Jackson, expect one, you remember?" Stiles asked.
Scott nodded. "The pregnant girl, Jessica."
"Yeah." Stiles softly said. "Since Matt had to kill her himself, somebody from the hosptail could've seen him."
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LYCANTHROPY 》𝒮𝓉𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝒮𝓉𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓀𝒾
Werewolf❝Lycanthropy, so it means werewolf, right?❞ High School student Paige Madden had mistakenly discovered the supernatural with her two old friends, Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski. Scott McCall gets bitten; and his two friends are by his side to wor...
