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CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR.
CHRIS AND THE two supposedhunters had now relocated their conversation over to a secluded room in the hospital. The two unknown figures had their grips on Jackson and Stiles tight until they had thrown them over to a table. While Evee was being watched clearly by Chris who knew she wasn't going to leave without Stiles and possibly Jackson.
Locking the doorway shut, Chris had his glance over to Evee for a short moment who seem uneasy at the sight of Jackson and Stiles,"Let's try this again," Chris turned his head over to the two boys who were groaning from the tight holds from the men and then pushed further,"Where is Scott McCall?"
When both of the boys had stayed silent, Jackson was pushed over to Evee as Chris took a hold of Stiles, pulling him by the shirt over to a cabinet. The Sharp girl immediately shot her eyes at the scene, protesting,"Okay, isn't there supposed to be a good cop in this scenario? I vote for me being it. So, let him─," Evee began her pace over to the two but Jackson had already got a hold of the girl who then shot her eyes over to him,"It's cool. I'm good cop, remember?"
When the girl had tried pulling away from his grasp, and Jackson had still not let her go, she set him a glare, demanding,"Jackson, let me go. Let me go, right now."
"Evee, chill. He just wants answers," Jackson had mumbled, still holding the girl tight, unsure if she would run over to the two or not.
"And that's a whole restraining order," Evee exclaimed, pointing over to Chris and Stiles─Stiles staring over to the girl.
"God damnit, Evee. Just stay put."
Evee continuing pulling away from the boy's grasp with little effects as Chris continuing staring to Stiles, now explaining something to him,"Let me ask you a question, Stiles. Have you ever seen a rabid dog?"
"No. I could put it on my to-do list if you just let me go."
Chris had removed his grasp on the boy's shirt go,"Well...I have. And the only thing I've been able to compare it to is seeing a friend of mine turn on a full moon. Do you wanna know what happened?"
"Not really," Stiles admits,"No offense to your storytelling skills."
"He tried to kill me. And I was forced to put a bullet in his head,"Chris tapped Stiles on his forehead,"The whole while that he lay there dying, he was still trying to claw his way toward me...still trying to kill me, like it was the most important thing he could do with his last breath. Can you imagine that!"
Stiles breathing heavily, spoke,"No, and it sounds like you need to be a little bit more selec─"
Chris punched the cabinet next to the cabinet, continuing to yell, as Evee jumped,"Did Scott try to kill you on a full moon? Did you have to lock him up?"
