Spoilers through 1.22
A/N: Very dialogue heavy. Also, there is a flashback in italics, as well as some VMVO in italics. Thanks for all the lovely feedback.
Veronica entered the interrogation room with a fake smile in place.
"Sherriff, so good to see you again." She said, using a flasly cheerful tone. "Another summons like this one, and I'm going to start thinking you have a crush on me." She singsonged, ignoring his glare and sitting down in the empty seat.
"Let's just get started." He said, picking up his pen.
"Fine." All traces of happy Veronica were gone.
"When was the last time you saw Logan Echolls?" Lamb asked.
"This afternoon, at Dog Beach."
"What time?" Lamb went on.
"I'm not sure. Early evening."
"Before you went to the Kane estate." Lamb clarified.
"Yes." She asnwered.
"Was this after Logan left the police station?" Lamb wanted to know.
"I'm pretty sure." She said vaguely.
"How did he seem?" Lamb asked.
"Upset."
"Do you know why?" He questioned.
Gee, let me think.
"Because I turned in evidence against him the Lilly Kane case."
"Did he threaten you?" Lamb continued.
Hmmm...does saying he wants me dead consitute as a threat?
"What would that have to do with anything?" Veronica answered his question with her own.
"Just answer the question, Ms. Mars." Lamb insisted.
"Not that I recall."
"What did you two talk about?" Lamb asked.
The weather.
"Lilly, mostly." Veronica replied.
"How long did you talk for?" He wanted to know.
"Not long...my dad showed up and told Logan to get lost."
"I see..." Lamb trailed off, and flipped through some papers. "You said earlier that you tried to call Logan on your way home from the Kane esatate."
"Yes, I did." Veronica answered.
"Did you talk to him?"
Do you think we'd be in this mess if I had?
"No." She said.
"Did you call anyone else?" Lamb wanted to know. Veronica sighed.
"Yeah." She answered.
"Who?" He asked, sounding annoyed.
Yes, I am being vague on purpose. That's what you really want to know.
"Weevil." Veronica finally said, hoping she wouldn't be getting the biker into too much trouble. On the other hand, if he had anything to do with Logan disappearing...
Hell hath no fury like a teen-aged girl scorned. Especially a teen-aged girl P.I.
Lamb was staring at her. She stared right back.
"What did you discuss with Mr. Navarro?" He questioned.
"The obnoxious price of gas." She replied.
"Ms. Mars, answer the question please."
"I just did." She said, her chin raised in defiance.
"So, you're telling me that you called Eli Navarro after you couldn't get ahold of Logan Echolls on your way back from the Kane Estate, with evidence your hands that could convict Logan's father, and all you discussed was the price of gas?" He clearly didn't believe her. She just smiled.
Veronica hung up after listening to Logan's message and dialed her phone again. This time she got an answer.
"Weevil, it's Veronica." She said into the phone.
"V, what can I do for ya?" He asked, sounding suspiscious.
"I need a favor." She replied.
"Of course you do." Weevil asnwered.
"Look, it's important, ok? I found out who killed Lilly, and it's not Logan. I'm on my way to meet my dad so we can go to the police station, but I can't get a hold of Logan. Think you can find him for me?" She asked, in a no nonesense tone.
"Have you seen the obnoxsious price of gas these days?" Weevil replied.
"Fine, it's on me. Just find him." Veronica told him.
"Why didn't you say so?" She hung up after his promise to call her if he found Logan.
"Leo said you think he might've jumped." She turned her eyes to the Sherriff, and didn't answer his question at all.
"You've solved enough cases for one night, don't you think?" Lamb replied, tossing his sheaf of papers down on the table. "Leave this one to the professionals."
Why you ungreatful, obnoxious...
"Sure." She agreed.
When hell freezes over.
"I'll let you see yourself out." Lamb dismissed her, unaware that her mind was going over informationa million miles a minute. "Oh, and Veronica?" She paused at the doorway. "Don't leave town."
I have to find out what happened to Logan. I have to.
She walked out of the interrogation room in a daze, and it barely registered when Leo offerred her a ride home.
"What?" She absentmindedly asked him to repeat himself.
"I said, let me take you home." Leo replied. She really looked at him then. He groaned. " I know that look."
"I need a favor."