اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
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"There" Danny said as he finished tapping the computer keys. "The text was sent from a computer. This one."
"Registered to that account name?" Eve asked.
"No, no, no, no. That can't be right." Stiles said.
On the computer is read that the account was registered to Melissa McCall.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
"Did you get the picture?" Scott asked Stiles as they talked on the phone.
"Yeah, I did, and it looks just like the drawing." Stiles answered.
"Hey, is there something on the back of it? There's gotta be something. An inscription, an opening, something" Derek said into the phone that he grabbed from Stiles.
"No, no, the things flat. And no, it doesn't open. There's nothing in it, on it, around it, nothing. And where are you? You're supposed to be here. You're first line. Man you're not gonna play if you're not here to start." Scott said.
"I know. Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him-tell him I'll be there, I'll just be a little bit late, okay? Alright thanks." Stiles said hanging up the phone.
"You're not gonna make it." Derek said.
"I know" Stiles replied.
"And you didn't tell him about his mom, either." Derek said.
"Not till we find out the truth." Stiles said.
"By the way, one more thing." Derek said.
"Yeah." Stiles said. Derek then slammed Stiles's head on his steering wheel. "Oh god! What the hell was-"
"You know what that was for. Go " Derek said pointing at him and then the Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital which they were parked outside of. "And you go with him" he said turning to Eve who was in the back seat.
