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"So this kid's the real killer?" Noah asks

"Yeah." Stiles says sitting back in his seat

"No."

"Yes!"

"No."

"Dad, come on. Everybody knows that the police look for ways to connect victims in a murder, okay? So all he had 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's class."

"All right, okay, you're right, sorry. Then I guess they dropped the charges against him?"

"No, you know what? They're not dropping the charges. But that doesn't prove anything. Scott, do you believe this?"

"Oh." Stiles scoffs

"It's really hard to explain how we know this, but you just gotta 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."

"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?" Stiles shrugs, "Our swim team sucks! They haven't won in, like, six years." Brooke sighs as Noah looks around at them, "Okay, we don't have a motive yet. I mean, come on, does Harris?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"We need to look at the evidence." Scott says

"Yeah, that would be in the station, where I no longer work." Noah exclaims

"Trust me, they'll let you in." Stiles says

Noah raises his brows, "Trust you?"

"Trust- trust Scott? Or Brooke?"

"Scott, I trust." Noah says. His eyes trail over to Brooke who looks down at her feet.

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Brooke walks in behind Stiles while the Deputy looks up. Her brows raising as Noah steps up to the desk.

"It's 2:00 in the morning." She says

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

"We look at the hospital stuff first, okay?" Stiles whispers

"Why?" Scott asks

"Because all the murders were committed by Jackson, except for one, you remember?"

"The pregnant girl, Jessica." Brooke answers

"Yeah. Since Matt had to kill her himself, somebody from the hospital could've seen him."

"Thank you. Kids." Noah says before walking towards his office

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"I don't know, guys. I mean, look at this. There was a six-car pileup that night, the hospital was jammed." Noah says

"All right, just keep going. Look, he had to have passed one of the cameras on that floor to get to Jessica, okay? He's gotta be on the footage somewhere." Stiles says

"Oh, hold on, stop! Did you see that? Scroll back." Scott exclaims

As Noah scrolls back, Stiles sits up, "That's him! That's Matt!"

"All I see is the back of someone's head." Noah says

"Matt's head, yeah. I sit behind him in history. He's got a very distinct cranium, it's weird."

Noah looks back at him, "Are you crazy?"

"All right, fine, then look at his jacket, huh? How many people do you know who wear black leather jackets?"

"Millions, literally." Noah says as Brooke sighs

"Okay, can we scroll forward?" She says, "There's gotta be a shot of him coming at one of the cameras."

Noah scrolls forward to another camera and Stiles points, "Right there! Stop, stop! See, there he is again."

"You mean there's the back of his head again." Noah says

"Okay, but look. He's talking to someone."

"He's talking to my mom." Scott says

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"Scott, you know how many people I deal with in a day?"

"This one's 16 he's got dark hair, looks like a normal teenager."

"Yeah, he looks evil." Stiles interjects making Brooke roll her eyes

"Scott, I already talked to the police about this."

"Okay, mom, I'm gonna take a picture and send it to you." Scott says picking his phone up. He takes a picture of Matt's yearbook photo and sends it to Melissa, "Did you get it?"

"Yeah."

"Do you recognize him? Do you remember him?"

"Yeah, I did. I mean, I remember I stopped him because he was tracking mud in the hall. Scott, what's going on?"

"It's- it's nothing, mom. I'll explain later. I gotta go." Scott says before hanging up

"We've got shoe prints alongside the tire tracks at the trailer site." Noah says opening up a folder

"And if they match, that puts Matt at the scene of three murders. The trailer, the hospital, and the rave." Brooke says

"Actually, four. A credit card receipt for an oil change was signed by Matt at the garage where the mechanic was killed." Noah says standing up

"When?"

"A couple hours before you got there."

"All right, dad, if one's an incident, two's a coincidence, and three's a pattern, what's four?" Stiles asks

"Four's enough for a warrant. Scott, call your mom back, see how quick she can get here. If I can get an official ID, I can get a search warrant. Stiles, go to the front desk. Tell them to let Scott's mom in when she gets here."

"On it." He says before he runs out

Scott quickly gets ahold of his mom while they wait for Stiles to get back. Scott nods as he hangs up the phone.

"She's on her way here." He says, "Sheriff?"

Scott and Brooke turn as Stiles walks in with Matt right behind him

"Matt? It's Matt, right?" Noah says, "Matt, whatever's going on, I guarantee you there's a solution that doesn't involve a gun."

"You know, it's funny you say that, because I don't think you're aware of just how right you are." Matt says

"I know you don't wanna hurt people."

"Actually, I wanna hurt a lot of people. You four weren't on my list, but I could be persuaded. And one way is to try dialing somebody on your cell phone, like McCall is doing. That- that could definitely get someone hurt. Everyone. Now!"

"Come on." Noah says as the others set their phones on the desk

Matt points his gun toward the door. They all hold their hands up as they walk out of the office and into cells.

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"Tighter." Matt says as Stiles places the handcuffs on Noah

"Do what he says, Stiles." Noah says Stiles leans down and tightens the cuffs

"Her too." He says pointing the gun at Brooke while tossing the cuffs to Stiles

Stiles turns to Brooke with wide eyes. She looks at Matt while he tightens his grip on the gun. She quickly takes a seat by her dad. She looks up at Stiles who takes a deep breath.

"Just do it." She says softly

Stiles clenches his jaw as he leans down and handcuffs her right hand to the bar. As soon as he stands up straight, Matt pushes his shoulder to lead him into the hallway. Scott and Stiles walk out slowly with Matt holding the gun to their back.

Once they're out of sight, Brooke lets out a shuddering breath. Shutting her eyes in an attempt to calm herself down.

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