In Stiles room, Stiles was showing his dad a photo with Matt.
"So, this kid's the real killer?" Noah asks
"Yeah." Stiles answers
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Dad, come on. Everybody knows that the police look for ways to connect victims in a murder, okay? So, all you have to do is, like, look through their transcripts and figure out which class they all had in common."
"Yeah, except for the fact that the rave promoter, Kara, wasn't in Harris' class."
"So does it mean that they dropped the charges against him?" Hope asks
"No. But that doesn't prove anything. Scott, do you believe this?"
"It's really hard to explain how we know this, but you just gonna trust us. We know it's Matt."
"Yeah, he took Harris's car, okay? Look, he knew that if a cop found tire tracks at one of the murders, and that if enough of the victims were in Harris's class, that they'd arrest him." Stiles says.
"All right, fine. I'll allow the remote possibility, but give me a motive. I mean, why would this kid want most of the 2006 swim team and its coach dead?" Noah asks
"Isn't it obvious? 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?" Stiles says
"What do you want me to do?"
"We need to look at the evidence." Hope says
"Yeah, that would be in the station where I no longer work."
"Trust me, they'll let you in." Stiles says
"Trust you?"
"Trust...Scott and Hope?"
"Them I trust."
They go to the police station and look at the security camera from the night where the pregnant woman was killed.
"I don't know, guys. There was a six-car pileup that night, the hospital was jammed." Noah says
"Just keep going. Look, he had to pass one of the cameras on that floor to get to Jessica." Stiles says
"Stop! Wait, did you see that? Scroll back." Hope says
"That's him. That's Matt." Scott says.
"All I see is someone's back of the head." Noah says
"Matt's head, yeah. I sit behind him in history." Stiles says "He's got a very distinct cranium, it's weird."
"Are you crazy?"
"All right, fine, then look at his jacket. How many people do you know who wear black leather jackets?"
"Derek does." Hope whispers to Scott.
"So do others." Scott responds back to her.
"Can we scroll forward? There's gotta be a shot of him coming at one of the cameras." Hope tells Noah
"Wait, here. He's talking to someone." Stiles says
"He's talking to my mom." Scott says
He calls her and explains to her the situation.
"Scott, do you know with how many people I deal in a day?" She tells him
"This one's 16. He's got dark hair, looks like a normal teenage boy." Scott says
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The Hope of Beacon Hills II
FanfictionHope Tate is an adopted 16 years old who recently found out about her past and what comes with it. Lucky her, she doesn't go through it alone and she's gonna explore her witch side.
