The rest of the day went without incident. I saw Logan a couple of times in the hall but I refused to make eye contact with him but that didn't mean he wasn't on my mind. It was still hard for me to wrap my head around the fact someone my own age, who used to be one of my best friends, had a kid.

When the bell sounded for fourth period, my stomach started turning flips. Why are you freaking out Veronica? It's only Logan. I noticed the 'out of order' sign I had made at the beginning of the year to keep the unwanted out of my unofficial office.

"I thought you weren't going to show."

"I had a quiz. As much as I enjoy our little meetings, school does come before anything else." I paused long enough to meet his eyes. "It's my ticket out of here."

He was quiet for a while. Who would have thought I could silence Logan without the help of my little tazor? "I didn't know you were trying to escape."

"Seriously? After this last year I am surprise I'm still here." I was trying to keep my anger in check but how could he not know what he did to me? "In my mind I am already gone. Only have a year left and then I never have to look back."

He crossed over from where he stood next to the sink and towered over me. Was he trying to intimidate me? I don't think so. Something was different about him but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. "I'm sorry." It was barely over a whisper and to be honest I didn't know if I heard him right.

"No. Don't." I couldn't let him just apologize. Not now. Not like this. I wasn't ready and the look on his face. It was too much. "Did you need something Logan?" I said holding up his note.

"God Ronnie, chill," Logan said running his hands through his hair. "Did you find anything out yet?"

I didn't know when or how he did it but I honestly started feeling sorry for Logan. "Yes and no. I ran a background check on Amanda but nothing came up, which I figured would happen. I have my dad running her cell number through some of his contacts and I will know more after school."

"You told your dad?!" Logan glared down at me then started pacing around the bathroom. "Shit Veronica! I didn't want anyone to know!"

I walked over to him and gently put my hand on his arm to get his attention. "Logan, give me some credit. I know how important this is to you and I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize that."

He gave me a small smile that didn't reach his eyes, "Yeah, thanks Ronnie. I need to go. I'll…um…meet up with you later to see what your dad finds." Logan absently walked out the door and I felt my eyes start to tear up.

After school I called dad to see if he had any luck with Amanda's cell. "I did find some interesting things out. The phone number you gave me is registered to a Joseph Washington of the Marksville area. But honey, that phone has been disconnected for a while now. "

"That's ok dad. Are you going to be home tonight?"

"Probably not kid," he sounded wounded but this actual would help me out.

"That's ok -I have some studying to do and I promised Wallace some BFF time. Love you!"

I really needed to look into Logan's case. I wanted to stop by Mars Investigations and use the database to research Mr. Joseph Washington. As I pulled into the parking lot my phone rang.

"What can I do for you?"

"Hey Ronnie, it's me. Logan."

I let out a little laugh, "Yeah. I got that."

"Ha. Right. So um… yeah listen. I really am sorry about what I said in the hallway. I just thought you were going to say something in front of the guys and I just want to avoid as many rumors as possible." He honestly sounded sincere.

"I understand Logan and I would never do that to you. But you can't treat me like that. Listen I know we aren't friends, even acquaintances, but Logan you can't use me as a personal punching bag and get away with it. I am doing you the favor here."

"I know Ronnie and I'm really sorry. I am going to stop. Well, try to at least." Oh geez thanks Logan! What a douche. "What are you doing now?"

"I'm on my way to the office to run Amanda's dad's info."

"Oh…. Ok…. Yeah…. That sounds good. Well…let me know what comes up."

What's wrong with me? Karma you really owe me. "Do you want to stop by?" This is the point where I pretend to lose service and my phone dies to avoid the embarrassing reaction I'm about to receive.

"Are you sure? Yeah, I would like that? See you in about fifteen." Logan hangs up ending our conversation and my chance to persuade him this is a horrible idea. Logan and I alone in the office – War World III will probably break out.

"It's strange how we keep meeting like this," Logan said by-passing knocking on the door holding a brown paper bag in his hand.

"Well, why don't you come on in, Logan. Whatcha got in the bag?"

"Always the inquisitive one, Nancy Drew." He holds the bag up in front of my face. "This is a peace offering – some of Amy's famous ice cream. Rocky road for you. Almond Amaretto for me."

Damn he knows my weaknesses! "If I play nice can we share?" I give him my best puppy dog eyes which used to work on the old Logan. I am almost sure the new Logan is immune.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." His eyes lock onto mine and his lip curls into that sexy smirk he has perfected over the years. We are locked in a heated gaze for what seems like forever. Logan is the first one to break away and dishes out the peace offering he brought. "So found anything out yet?" he says nodded towards my computer and handing me a spoon.

What is wrong with me? There is no surprise that Logan happens to be one of the hottest people in the world. Hell, he has a magazine cover claiming just that. But he has always been just Logan to me and now my hormones are playing games with me. "Well I just started searching. My dad found out the phone number you gave me was registered to Joseph Washington, who I am assuming is Amanda's dad. The bad news? The phone has been disconnected for a while."

He pulls the chair from in front of my desk and places it right next to me. He leans in next to me so he can see the screen better and I get a better whiff of him. He always smelt so good – now he smelled like cologne and almond amaretto ice cream. I honestly thought I was in heaven.

I typed in Joseph Washington in the search engine then narrowed it down to the Marksville and surrounding areas. He could have moved in the past six months since the phone was disconnected but this was the best place to start. Of the seventy six who lived in California only one lived in Marksville. "Looks like this is our guy, Logan. He is forty three years old. Married to a Cherry Washington, 40. Stay a home mom. Active in charities. Two children. Marcus, 20. He goes to San Diego State. Amanda, 17…oh shit."

"What Veronica? Suspense effectively built. What is it?"

"Logan, I'm so sorry."

He leans in closer to the screen and reads, "Amanda Lynn Washington, 17, died during childbirth."