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II.

The day had not gotten any better for Veronica. It was common knowledge that she was working the photo scandal as a case, which meant the she was constantly hounded for details by her gossip-hungry peers.

She could feel a headache starting to form as she reached her car. Logan wasn't there yet, and she wasn't even sure that he was going to turn up. Things had always been confusing between her and Logan. Their relationship oscillated between blind hatred and slight flirting, and Veronica didn't know what to make of it. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the ringing of her cell phone.

"Hey dad."

"Veronica, honey, I've got to go out of town for a couple of days. Hopefully I shouldn't be more than a week."

"I take it you've tracked down Mr. Credit Card Scam. My dad does it again."

"Not yet, I just got the phone call that he tried to buy a ticket to Las Vegas. This is $15,000 in the back for us, sweetie. I can smell the steak cooking as we speak."

"That's great, dad. But with that much money, I think we can aim a little higher than steak."

"I'm a simple man with simple needs. Which reminds me, I don't want you taking on any more cases while I'm gone."

"But..."

" I know you're still working on the photo one at your school and I think that's all you can handle at the moment. I heard that there was another one today."

"Yeah, there's a teacher in it this time."

"Any leads?"

"None yet, but I'm going to talk to Mr. Young this afternoon and track down some things."
"Well be careful and remember, no more cases. I love you and I'll see you soon."

"I love you too, Dad."

As she hung up the phone, Veronica felt a pair of eyes on her. She look up and across the parking lot she saw Duncan looking straight at her. His friends were all talking around him, but he kept staring into her eyes. There was a look there that Veronica remembered. It was the way that he used to look at her, before everything happened and they had broken up. Duncan had been at the center of her world and then he hadn't. He kept look at her, neither one of them breaking eye contact. All of a sudden the look in Duncan's eyes changed and turned cold.

"Hey, I'm here right on time. I brought provisions." Veronica slowly came back to her senses and turned to see Logan standing at the passenger side of her car holding up two packets of chips and some coffee. She took one last look at Duncan, who was now pretending she wasn't there, then turned back to Logan.

"Thanks, that better be a mochaccino I see in your hand." Logan looked down at the coffees and his smile dropped a little.

"If you call a latte with one a mochaccino, then yes," he said as he handed it over to her.

"No, that's fine. It's the caffeine jolt I'm looking for anyway. Now if you had bought me decaffeinated then you may have been under my front tire by now." Veronica game him a little smile and Logan returned it.

"Note to self, no decaf. Got it. So...what was that look about?" Logan asked as Veronica pulled out of the parking lot.

"What look?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Miss. I was blessed with both beauty and brains, and I saw the way Duncan was looking at you." He waited a few seconds before he added the next part quietly. "I also noticed the way he looked at me." Veronica looked at him, and saw genuine sadness pass through his eyes.

"Hey, you know Duncan has a lot to work through. Just give him some time, okay." Logan kept staring straight ahead and Veronica wasn't even sure that he had heard her. But a moment later he looked back at her.

"I know, I know. But it's a little unsettling when the people you've been friends with all your life suddenly aren't there." Veronica looked at him with an 'Are you stupid?' look and Logan continued.

"Yes, you've been there. But it seems like you and he are getting along again."

"If getting along means not talking to me and receiving weird looks then, yes, Duncan and I are getting married tomorrow." Logan smiled and opened up a packed of chips and offered her one.

"Okay, enough talk about Duncan. I don't think that situation is going to fix itself in one afternoon. When do we go on a stakeout? And do you wear little tiny outfits like the chick on Alias? 'Cause you know I'm all in for that."

"As much as it would sicken me to fulfill your various sexual fantasies, no there is no stakeout. Just a good old fashioned interview with Mr. Young." Logan look at her in disbelief.

"You mean I gave up my afternoon of debauchery to go and interview a teacher?" Veronica smiled at the tone in his voice.

"Hey, you saw the photo. If it is true, there will be debauchery aplenty. You will be thoroughly debauched."

"Yeah, but for some reason, I can't really picture Mr. Young dressed as a drag queen taking offers from men on street corners. And I really don't want to envision it, thank you very much. This guy must have some twisted imagination." Logan looked at Veronica and a small feeling of pride passed through him at the thought that he could make her smile.

"Well, that's what we're going to find out. I don't really expect Mr. Young to come out and express his desire to be a male prostitute, but it's always helpful to see reactions to certain things."

Hey, I'm following your lead, boss. Whatever you say goes."

"Why do I find that hard to believe?"

"Oh, ye of little faith. But then, I guess you know me too well." Veronica parked in front of a non-descript red brick apartment building.

"This is it. Now remember, let me do the talking. You just sit and listen."

"I knew you would be a natural at the whole dominatrix thing. Ohh...spank me I've been naughty," Logan replied with a smirk as they got out of the car.

"Logan," Veronica sighed, "just do as I say, okay. Mr. Young is a great teacher and he doesn't deserve all the looks and gossip that he's getting." Logan noticed the look of seriousness that settled on Veronica's face. He know that she was tired and that this case had taken a lot out of her.

"All right, all right. But if he offers me a $10 blow job, that means we've cracked the case right?"

"Logan," Veronica warned as they headed to Mr. Young's door.

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