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CHAPTER TWELVE: master plan

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CHAPTER TWELVE: master plan

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DAKARI STILINSKI STOOD NEXT TO HIS FATHER, IN FRONT OF HIM WERE ISAAC LAHEY AND SCOTT MCCALL. All were in the locker room.

"I got to meet with the medical examiner and try to figure out what happened with Jackson. I've got an APB out on Stiles. His jeep is still in the parking lot, so that means -" he paused. "the hell, I don't know what that means. Um - look, if he answers his phone if he answers his emails if either one of you sees him -" Noah Stilinski speaks quickly, panicked.

"We'll call you," Issac told the man.

"Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something. We'll find him." Scott replied, trying to calm the older one.

"Yeah. I'll see you, okay?" Then he walked away

Issac turned to Scott as Dakari stepped forward. But, Coach Finstock walked up to them. "McCall. We need you on the team, okay? You know I can't put you on the field next season if you don't get your grades up."

"Yeah, I know, coach." Scott nodded

"All right. I mean, I - I know I yell a lot, but it's not like I hate you guys. Well, I kind of hate Greenberg, but, you know, that's different. It's Greenberg. I'm just saying to us - I need you on the team. Get your grades back up."

Scott nodded. "I will."

"I know." Coach walked away.

"Is that everyone?" Scott questioned.

"I think so. You're gonna find him by scent?" Isaac questioned as Scott ripped open Stiles's locker.

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