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Odette Alarie live in Europe all her life until one summer when her cousin and uncle came to visit. When they left to go home, she came along with them. She knew the history of the town, but she wasn't prepared for how bad it actually...
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Chapter Thirty-Three 💰 Perishable 💰
"It's not just that she could still be alive-" Odette said as she, Stiles, Lydia and Stilinski walked into his office, "It's that she would've had to fake her death." Lydia finished making Stilinski Stilinski raise his eyebrows at her. "Your grandmother, Lorraine Martin, faked her death?" Stilinski asked and the three of them nodded.
"Definitely."
"Maybe."
"Possibly."
"Oh, I'm guessing you got a story to back this up?" Stilinski sighed, "She might be helping the Benefactor..." Lydia trailed off and Odette nodded. "Or is the Benefactor..." She said making Stilinski nod, "That sounds like a story worth hearing." He said then shut the door but opened it after a few minutes of talking.
"Anybody seen Parrish?" He asked, glancing around, "Haigh?" He asked making Haigh look up slightly wide eyed. 'Haven't seen him." He said, shaking his head before Stilinski nodded and shut the door.
Lydia was about to say something but Odette glanced out the window of the office and her eyes widen."Oh mon dieu." She mumbled making everyone follow her gaze to see Parrish, covered head to toe in black smudges, charge at Haigh making Haigh shot a couple times. "Hey! HEY!" Stilinski yelled rushing out of the office with his gun drawn.
Parrish punched Haigh causing him to accidentally pull the trigger, shooting Stilinski in the shoulder making Lydia scream. Both Odette and Stiles rushed over to Stilinski, Odette gently placing her hand over the wound before glancing over at Parrish.
He was on top of Haigh as he kept punching him over and over before slowly stopping and sitting up breathing heavily. Stiles looked over at his dad then at Odette, "Can- can you heal him?" He asked and she closed her eyes for a moment before sighing, "Not with the bullet still in him."
