"You are baking?" Mac asked as she looked up from her laptop.
"She does that when she's nervous" Wallace explained. The both of them had arrived about forty five minutes after the Balboa Country Deputy's had left with Logan as the two of them watched Veronica mashing dough in her hands. She wasn't even sure what she intended to make, she was just grateful to have something to vent her frustrations out on. The groceries had been delivered about twenty minutes later and the Sunshine Cleaning Service crew were just starting to do their rounds in the rooms upstairs.
"Any luck breaking through their encryption?" Veronica asked, she had asked Mac to hack into the Sheriff's Department computer systems to find out what was going on. Cliff still hadn't called her back yet with an update. At least Aaron Echolls was locked back up in County this time.
"Not yet.. they haven't downloaded his information yet from the monitor" Mac said sympathetically.
"You going down to make a statement soon?" Wallace asked carefully, doing his best not to upset her further as she busied herself about the kitchen.
"Yes… but I need to get those records first" She told him. She had to get the files and then go and see Weevil. She needed to end this now… Felix and the Fitzpatricks… there had to be a connection. She just couldn't think of it right now and it was driving her insane. "FUCK!" she screamed, throwing the bowl into the sink and burying her hands in her hair.
"Hey Hey Superfly…" he comforted, stepping forwards to wrap her up in his arms.
"He's innocent Wallace… and his dad's behind this…" she said shaking.
"I think its time we bring your dad in on this Veronica" Wallace told her. He had been trying to avoid the issue, but he hadn't been able to stop the worry from building ever since she had shown him that crime scene picture yesterday with David Curly Moran washed up dead on the beach with her name on his hand.
"I still haven't heard anymore from Cassidy" Mac said quietly. Her boyfriend's father and step mother had just been murdered the previous evening and she had only been able to speak to him briefly this morning.
"Cliff told your dad this morning it's being ruled as self-defence" Wallace told them both.
"I still can't believe Mr Pope would do something like that…" Mac shuddered.
"It's never the ones you would suspect" Veronica sighed, she would have said something very similar about Aaron Echolls when she had been in this very kitchen and he had caught her and Logan making out on the couch. He had seemed so perfectly charming and nice to her when he had driven her home that day. A wolf in the sheep's clothing of a grieving husband and a concerned father.
"Duncan called me from the hospital, Meg's sister snuck him in to see her" Veronica said, changing the subject. "He's going to see Dick and Cassidy after their mother gets in, the Kane's loaned the family their private jet"
"I used to envy those guys.. these big houses… Private Jets… but then you see behind the curtains and I wouldn't trade my scholarship and rust bucket for a second of this" Wallace commented looking at the files on Veronica's computer.
"The problems of the rich and famous" Veronica quipped.
"I'm almost in" Mac updated them, looking at the percentage, 89%
"Excuse me…. Ms Echolls? Could I get your signature here please?" a dark haired woman asked as she handed Veronica a piece of paper, an invoice.
"Sure…" She replied as she scribbled V Echolls onto the paper. It felt odd. Wallace raised an eyebrow at her.
"Be careful what you wish for" he warned.
"I have to go and see Weevil" she declared.
"Hell no!" Wallace protested.
"I need his help" Veronica protested.
"What you need to do is call your dad…" Wallace argued.
"What else do you want me to do Wallace?" she complained. "She lied about her identity.. Havier just ended up dead in the trunk of Logan's car the same night?" she reasoned, her blue eyes glaring at him angrily.
"There is no such thing as coincidence" Veronica told him firmly. "Not in Neptune"
"So what you think Mr Pope killed Havier?" Wallace asked.
"No…" she sighed. "Whoever killed Felix did"
Someone from Weevil's gang… she needed to see the autopsy report and the crime report from Havier's murder. There were so many strings to this, she felt like she was going to get tangled up in it until she choked. She used to be so good at this…
"I'm in" Mac told her, turning the computer screen towards them.
"That's a map…" Wallace commented.
"A Neptune Map" Mac added.
"A map of Neptune showing Logan's whereabouts last night…. Who apparently from 11pm.. was down in Neptune Plazza, near the Serenity Inn… right beside the impound lot for the Sheriffs Department until going for a little joy ride around Neptune" Veronica said as she looked at map.
"You said he was here all night last night.." Wallace told her.
"He was" Veronica confirmed, biting her lip. "Logan's car.. was in the impound lot… it has been for the last three days"
"Then how did it say that Logan was around town?" Mac asked.
"There's someone working in the Sheriff's Department to frame Logan" Veronica declared. It was the only thing that made sense.
"Holy shit.." Wallace said as he realised how much bigger the problem had gotten.
"Who do you call when you can't call the police?" Mac asked in a worried voice.
There only was one person... one person in all of Neptune who could truly be depended upon to always do the right thing.
"My dad" Veronica declared as she grabbed her cell phone and dialled home.