A/N – Okay, so since I was short on LoVe in the first two chapters this chapter is basically all them. With of course some interesting information on the case. Sorry I took so long to update, it was exam time. ALSO! I didn't get that many reviews, reviews are always nice . Thanks to those who did review though! Everyone review this chapter ;).

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"Logan, act as if you can stand me." Veronica shook her head as she smoothed out the wrinkles in her skirt.

"Remind me why I'm doing this." Logan was smug, and stood as if he could care less about any of what was going on.

To do that, I would have to remind myself why you're doing this.

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The day flew by after home economics. It was as if Veronica wasn't there. Her mind was someplace else. It was a mix of her lack of sleep and Meg's case that was sending her mind away from her body.

After school Veronica had finally gotten the message from the realtor. He wanted to meet with her- at 5.

Today.

She couldn't go alone, it was just too risky. She needed some support, someone to make it look like it was real. Mac could've pretended to be her college buddy and they could've said they needed someplace to stay for a couple of years. Of course, Mac went home sick during lunch. Then of course Wallace could've done the same, or be her fiancé. They could've been getting "married young", but of course Wallace was nowhere to be found. She couldn't go with Meg, because the realtor could have something to do with her threatening letters.

So it was time to do what Veronica usually had to do, take the risk.

She walked to the parking lot, when she saw Logan. It was unlikely that he'd help her. It was weird that she was even thinking of asking.

Even so, she walked towards him anyways. He was alone, and just about to get to his car.

"Hey jack-" Calling him a jackass wouldn't help her case.

"Hey Jill?" Logan hopped up into his seat and sat with his legs dangling out and facing Veronica.

"How's school?"

"What do you want?" Veronica smirked; of course small talk wouldn't work. She forgot who she was dealing with.

"Help." She was honest, and she knew it. She hated letting her guard down, but she just felt that if she went alone, that it wouldn't work.

"Help you?" He laughed, "And why would I do that?"

"Because in a way, you owe me." Examples were not necessary. She'd helped him before and he knew it.

"Get in." He shut his door, and she got in the passengers seat.

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Right about now, standing with Logan, the risk seems like it would've been a better idea.

"Because I need help, and you know I've helped you in the past." Veronica knew that her excuse would get old. Then again, she wasn't planning on asking him for help again.

He ignored her comment, and just went on talking.

"So explain to me again this plan of yours."

"We are soon to be married. When we are married, we're going to need a place to live. Thus, the realtor. He is going to help us find a house, and I am going to slip in some questions non-chalantly." She smiled again and patted down her hair.

"So do I just stay quiet?" He was being rather co-operative, which made things easier for Veronica.

"No, you're interested in buying the house. So act preppy, happy, interested and nice. Act the opposite of everything you are." She laughed, looked at him and fixed the tie he had put on when they stopped and changed, "Now come on sugar bun, let's buy ourselves a house."

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"So Mr. and Mrs.?"

"Soon to be Echolls." She looked at Logan and gave a big, wide, fake grin. He returned it to her. "As of now I'm Miss. Mars, but you can call us Logan and Veronica."

"So you guys are looking for a house to move into after the wedding?" Mr. Iverson had a lot of poise. He was tall, had dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. He had to be in his thirties, and he had perfect posture.

"That's the plan! But our last realtor was such a skeeze. That's where you come in, we've heard all good things about you!" Veronica flashed her teeth and nodded her head and she spoke.

"If it's not to much to ask, from who?" He was glowing, and you could tell he was super proud of himself.

"Eric and Jenny… sweetie what were their last names?" She turned to Logan, and he of course didn't know.

"Sweeting! I remember them, a cute couple of newlyweds. Just like you'll be!" Logan didn't even have to answer; Mr. Sweeting said it all for him.

"That's right, it was Sweeting." Logan agreed and nodded.

"And of course, all good things from the Manning's." Veronica thought now was as good a time as ever to throw in their names.

"That name doesn't ring a bell! I bet it'll click later." He smiled again and pulled out a book of local listings from his bag.

Veronica looked around the office; she noticed a picture of the Mr. Iverson, Eric and Jenny. It wasn't the only picture though; there were pictures of him with people all over the office.

"Who are all those people in the pictures?" Veronica pretended to be curious and Logan pretended to ponder.

"They're people I've worked with to buy or sell houses. I owe everything I have to my customers! That's why it's so strange I can't remember anyone by the name Manning." He smiled again and kept flipping pages of the book.

Veronica looked again, they all had dates on them. That would mean that the people who lived in the house before Eric and Jenny would have to be in one of these pictures around the same date they were.

"Logan honey, I'm just going to run to the ladies room. Why don't you look at the houses in our price range and show me when I get back?" Veronica widened her eyes to let him know she was up to something. He cued back with a nod.

"Okay toots, but don't take to long." Logan smirked at his nickname choice for her, "I'll miss you!"

Veronica shook her head, but returned the words back to him. She walked towards the door and stood in the hallway for a few minutes so it seemed like she was going to the bathroom. Then she walked back into the room and acted as if she was browsing and looking at all the pictures. There were only two dates that were similar to Eric and Jenny. A man named Shawn Robertson and a couple named Cindy and Markus St. James. Veronica took down both names and sat back down.

She gave a silent nod to Logan before talking again.

"So show me what you've picked out." Veronica sat down and squished her chair closer to the desk and Logan.

"Well I know it's a bit out of our price range, but I found this very charming and very perfect beach house." He used hand gestures as he talked, and Veronica couldn't help but laugh. "He even said we could view it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Veronica wasn't sure she wanted to spend another afternoon with him, and she was curious as to why he would go along with it anyways.

"Yeah, tomorrow." He was sincere and she agreed.

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"Tomorrow?" She questioned Logan as they walked towards his car.

"Well I'd let someone else go for me, but it wouldn't look very realistic if you came with a new fiancé tomorrow would it? Besides, why start something and not finish it."

"I thought your motto was 'start something and don't finish."

"Only on weekends." They both smiled. They were being civil today, and it wasn't half bad. Of course it wasn't a daily thing, hanging out. Not yet anyways, they were still recovering from a break up.

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The car ride home was silent, except for the music from the radio that was quietly playing in the background.

They were almost home when they hit a roadblock. There were cop cars blocking the road, the lights of the sirens reflecting off Logan's car.

They got out to see what was going on. Veronica pushed herself through the crowd and Logan followed.

There was a dead body laying right there on the sidewalk.

"Is that?" Logan stood staring at the body.

"It's Mrs. Manning."

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Note: I'm trying to make all the chapters song titles, that somewhat relate to the chapter. That was just to clarify the chapter titles.

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