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sixteen: Its giving JD from Heathers

TW!: mention of guns and murder !!!

Rowan knew it was going to take a lot of trying to convince Noah that Matt was the killer, but the trio still had to try their luck

They immediately headed to Stiles's place once the party was over and called Noah over to Stiles's room to show them what they had found.

Noah wasn't very impressed.

"So you're saying this kid is the real killer?"Noah looked at the yearbook with a skeptical expression. Stiles sat in the chair nodding his head while The McCall twins stood beside him silently.

"Yes."

"No"

"Yes!"

"No."

"Dad come on, everyone knows police look for ways to connect their victims in a murder okay? So all you need to do is look through their transcripts and figure out which class they all had in common. " Stiles argued like it was as easy as that.

"Yeah except for the fact that the rave promoter Kara, wasn't in Harris's class." Noah squinted. Stiles sighed.

"Oh okay sorry, so they dropped the charges against him? " Stiles asked. Noah stuttered.

"No you know what they aren't dropping the charges but that doesn't prove anything!" Noah said. The man then turned to the McCall twins with a raised brow.

"You two believe this?" He asked them truthfully.

"Unbelievable." Stiles scoffed. The twins nodded earnestly.

"It's really hard to explain how we know this but you just have to trust us." Rowan pleaded.

"We know its Matt," Scott nodded

"Yeah, he took Harris's car. Look he knew that if a cop found tired tracks at one of the murders and that if enough of the victims were in Harris's class that they'd arrest him" Stiles tried justifying.

"Alright fine. I'll allow the remote possibility but give me a motive. Why would this kid want most of the 2006 swim team and their coach dead/" Noah shook his head with a frown?

A good question, Rowan thought in her head.

"Isn't it obvious?" Stiles asked

"Not really," Rowan muttered.

"Our swim team sucks! They haven't won in like 6 years- okay we don't have a motive yet but I mean come on, does Harris?" Stiles asked. Noah glanced at the three of them before sighing.

"What do you want me to do?"

"We need to look at the evidence," Rowan said.

"Yeah, that would be at the station, where I no longer work." Noah deadpanned.

"Trust me., they'll let you in." Stiles nodded. Noah scoffed.

"Trust you?" Noah gawked at Stiles. The boy stuttered and pointed at his best friends.

"Trust- trust Rowan and Scott?"

The twins blinked and exchanged glances as Noah pointed at them.

"Rowan and Scott... I trust."

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Within minutes the four of them hopped into Noah's car and arrived at the station. The trio quietly followed behind Noah as they stepped into the station, the deputy on shift gave Noah a deadpan.

"It's 2 in the morning."

"Believe me I wouldn't be here if it wasn't extremely important."

"We look at the hospital stuff first." Stiles whispered to the twins as Noah continued to talk to the deputy.