[BOOK THREE]
Sierra Page struggled with moving on. The events from earlier that winter were permanently engraved in her head and with the loss of Allison, she knew she wasn't the same girl she used to be. But that was okay. Because she still had Sti...
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ALLISON.
The name of one of Sierra's best friends. The name of the warrior who fought to protect the people she cared about. The name of the girl who didn't go down without a fight.
The name that broke Lydia's code.
After Sierra found out, she almost broke down on the spot. But Stiles helped her calm down and go with him and Scott to the police station in order to inform his dad about everything.
"The Walcott's were the first," Stiles informed Noah, standing beside his girlfriend and keeping his hand interlocked with hers. "At least the first that we know about. The formers: Sean, his brother, and their parents. They were killed by the professional assassin called the Mute."
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Noah sat at his desk, listening intently as Sierra continued. "His weapon of choice was a military tomahawk. But the Mute, as you know, was then killed by Peter after he tried to blow up Jemma and Derek with a claymore mine."
Stiles nodded, moving on to the next victim. "Demarco delivered a keg to Lydia's party at the lake house and then got decapitated right next to his car."
"And then that brings us to last night," Sierra sighed, making Stiles squeeze her hand in reassurance. "Twenty-three year old, Carrie Hudson."
"It's a dead pool," Scott explained, trying to contain his frustration. "A hit list of supernatural creatures." He pulled out the list Lydia printed off for them, and set it on the desk for Noah to see. "This is only part of it. The rest still needs to be decoded."
Noah scanned the names, his breath hitching when he saw Sierra's and Scott's together underneath Lydia's. "Who found this list?" he questioned.
"Lydia," Stiles answered.
"How?"
Sierra exchanged a look with Scott before she replied, "She wrote it. Actually, she, uh, transcribed it without realizing it."
"Banshee?"
"Banshee."
Noah let out a sigh, but glanced back down at the list, pointing to the numbers by the names. "What do these mean?"
