LOGAN'S POV
He dialed her number. When she answered, he heard the familiar voice on the other end of the line.
"Hey, it's Logan," he said, looking around him, "Just a heads-up for you, Duncan knows about your files."
"He know because you told him," Veronica remarked dryly.
Logan gave a small chuckle, "Well, I mean what was I supposed to do? He's my best friend."
"Yeah, well, he took my head off," he heard her sigh, "You would have loved it. Have you talked with him since school let out?"
Then, all of a sudden, there was a sound like a car door opening and then a rustle, as if Veronica had dropped the phone.
"Oh my god, what do you think we're doing?" he heard her say, sounding terrified. His senses perked. What was going on?
Then there was a man's voice: "Let's go for a ride." The voice was muffled and far away. The phone must have been pressed up against something, forgotten. Which meant he could listen in, find out what was going on.
(A/N: NOW HERE IS WHERE I BREAK AWAY FROM THE PLOT OF THE EPISODE)
"Absolutely not," Veronica's voice was sassy and indignant. He couldn't help but smile. Oh, Veronica.
Then there was a sickening slap. "Ow!" Veronica cried out.
Logan's blood boiled.
He heard what could only be described as the safety on a gun being unlocked.
"Do you need any more initiative?" the male voice came again.
"Where to?" Veronica's voice was slightly timid, but still held her usual fire.
"The Camelot Motel."
And that was all Logan needed.
No one hurt Veronica Mars. Not was if Logan could help it