Veronica sighed helplessly as she watched as Logan paced the kitchen, doing his best to avoid losing control again and punching the cupboards or something. He had already thrown his breakfast plate against the wall. She had just finished getting him up to speed about Kendall Casablanca's and her connection to the Fitzpatrick's family and his father, Aaron Echolls. He was furious, but she knew it wasn't with her.

He hadn't spoken to her in about 15 minutes.

"GOD DAMN IT!" he shouted angrily as he picked up her phone again and flicked through the pictures of him and Kendall doing the nasty. He felt sick.

How could he have been so stupid as to not realise Kendall, Priscilla.. whatever name was.. had been playing him the entire time?

He looked at Veronica standing leaning against the back of the couch watching him with her arms folding around herself as he paced the kitchen.

Because you underestimated the monster in your nightmares… his mind whispered. He would never make that mistake again.

"I'm sorry" Logan told her earnestly as he put the phone down again. His brown eyes pleading with her for forgiveness. He had failed her again… in the worst possible way. How could he not have entertained the idea that his father would do whatever it took to survive this?

"It's not your fault… you didn't know" she reassured him.

"I should have known" Logan denied. "I let myself get distracted… and he almost killed you and Duncan" he breathed as he ran his hand through his hair. "I let that viper right inside my house"

"You are human… why would you think something like that could happen?" Veronica told him firmly.

"Because I'm dealing with pure evil? I should have brought in an exorcist…" he sighed angrily. His father had murdered Lilly… and continued to manipulate every little part of Logan's life, even from behind bars, and to think he had thought for the last few months he had been safe from him. That Veronica had been safe from him. "I still don't know where Dick and Beaver fit into all of this" Logan admitted.

"Life insurance policy, probably" Veronica suggested, it would have been the most logical assumption if she were to guess. She wouldn't be surprised if there wasn't a large policy out on their father, Richard Casablanca's as well.

"But why would she go to all the trouble of getting MARRIED to him… I'm not that hard to seduce…" Logan pondered before meeting Veronica's gaze. "I'm just saying… she wouldn't have had to go to those lengths to get access to the house.. if all she wanted to do was keep me away from the bus the day of the crash"

"She must have been looking for something.. if there's anything I can gather from her criminal history, it's that she likes to play the long con. There was a bigger goal here than just playing house with you… I just haven't figured out all the connections yet" she told him, tucking a strand of her blond hair behind her ear.

"We haven't… you aren't doing this alone" Logan warned her.

"There was a bar that the girl from the Road Hog mentioned.. Apparently Kendall worked there for a few months when she first got to town.. maybe someone there knows something?" Veronica suggested.

"Which bar is it?" Logan asked, crossing his arms across his chest and frowning. He was less than thrilled at the idea of her going on a stake out until they had had more time to find out what was happening with his trial hearing in the Felix Toomes murder investigation… it made getting himself cleared that much more important now, because he couldn't protect her if he was behind bars.

"The Rusty Knot?" she told him.

"The Strip Club?" he asked disbelievingly. She nodded and pulled her computer closer to call up the information about the club.

"How do you feel about going for a lap dance whenever I get home from Work?" she asked conspiratorially.