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𝟬𝟭𝟲. 𝗜'𝗠 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗛 𝟱 𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗔𝗥𝗦?

Rafe called me. Rafe. Wonder what he has to say. I was sitting in his office and he walks in. "Skyler. Thank you for meeting me," he says and I nod.

"Sure. Why am I here again?" I ask and he sighs sitting down. "I want to talk to you about Garrett and Violet," he says and I frown. "Did you caught Garrett?" I ask and sit in straight, curious.

"Not... yet." He says and I clench my fist, wanting to kill that son of a bitch. "I was wondering if you knew where he was." He says and I raise my eyebrow.

"What makes you think I know? " I ask and chuckle, uncomfortable. "Violet told me something interesting," he says and I nod. "Are you gonna share that information or keep me guessing? Because I'm a horrible guesser," I say trying to make the situation less awkward.

Rafe let's out a long sighs and nods, looking at a file I'm guessing it's mine. It's thin, because I never really did anything wrong. "Do you know the Orphans?" He asks and I frowns.

"Orphans? Kids without parents. You think I'm dumb?" I ask and then my mouth forms an 'o' shape. "Oh, the Orphans. Yeah I've heard of them," I say and shrug. "Violet said you're an Orphan, Skyler." I scoff and start laughing.

"Me? Assassin? For money? You can check my bank account but I'm telling you it is empty. Stiles and I ate burger, could barely afford that." I say and shrug, not really scared he's gonna arrest me or anything.

"Besides, if I were an Orphan, why would I help you? Stiles, Scott, etcetera." I say and make movements with my hand, gesturing I am in fact not an Orphan.

"I want to believe you Skyler," he says and looks at my file. "But it says here your family were murdered 10 years ago, frankly, a month later the killers were dead," he says and I scoff.

"You think 7 year old me picked up a gun, pointed it at my parents killer and just shot? Like I would've made the shot, you're hilarious Rafe." I start and furrow my eyebrows.

"But you're really pissing off. So I'd say unless you have any proof I'm an assassin, you let me go," I say and he nods. "I just wanted to talk, but I know enough, thank you," he says and I stand up, sighing.

"My pleasure."

Like hell I was gonna tell him the Orphans made me an offer when I was 7 or that I killed my parents killers with knives. Now he won't know it was me. I walk out out the office and I see Lydia and Stiles.

"Your dad should be back within the hour, you want to wait in his office?" Parish asks and I cross my arms, frowning at them. Stiles waves me over and tells me silently what they're doing, they're gonna tell Parish he's on the dead pool. Parrish doesn't look so supernatural to me, this dude is either sneaky or in the unknown.

"Actually we wanted to talk to you," Stiles says and I nod. "Privately." We get into the office and show him the list. "This is a hit list?" He asks and I nod. "We call it a dead pool," I correct and look at Lydia. "Recognise any of the names?" Stiles asks and parish nods.

"Yeah. The sherrif had me run a bunch of these through the system last night, but we couldn't find any of them," Parish explains and I nod.

"Show him the other thing," Stiles says to Lydia and she flips the paper, revealing his name. "Okay, that's kind of terrifying," he says and stands up. "Whats the number?" He asks and Lydia sighs.