Throwing her bag down onto the office couch, Veronica sunk down next to it, putting her feet up on the coffee table. Two grand from Mrs. Picarrino in her office safe, Veronica was sated enough to sour her good mood thinking about Logan Echolls. He’d seemed genuinely shocked at Veronica’s accusations, and genuinely insistent that Kendall hadn’t been telling her the truth. “Everything okay, honey?” Keith saw more than the average hump-day frustrations on his daughter’s face. Face still screwed up in concentration, Veronica shook her head, “Don’t you just hate when it’s not what it looks like?” She was in trance-mode, thinking about what Logan had said after the Picarrino fiasco. On her way to earning her title of proper-battle-tested-private-eye, …show more content…
Weevil: Your boyfriend’s got his mope on. Weevil: Seems awfully sorry for something. Looks all kicked-puppy, and I know I didn’t kick him. Veronica blinked; there’d only be one person Weevil teased her about now, but what did Logan Echolls and Weevil Navarro have in common, besides her. She smiled anyway, without thinking about why. Veronica: Rallying for the pretty white boys, now? I thought I could trust you. And you two just… happen to have bumped into each other? Tapping out her reply, Veronica figured that coincidence had left her life a long time ago. Weevil’s reply came quicker than Veronica anticipated. Weevil: Didn’t say he was pretty. Weevil: Baby V likes him. Tiny little Valentina Navarro liked Logan Echolls? It was a nod in his favor, Veronica knew that, especially with Weevil, but that didn’t answer all Veronica’s questions. Veronica: Big V’s on the fence. Smiling and shaking her head, Veronica clicked her phone off, she had to follow one of the mayor’s girlfriends a little later, and she still had to change, and walk up Back Up, and at some point, probably stop thinking about Logan Echolls. Even if Weevil had practically rubber-stamped