Logan Echolls (
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Scene 6: Interrogating Logan
Previously...
Logan's on his way to his class - film studies, which he signed up for kind of as a joke, but has actually been kinda cool - when he sees the guy in the suit staring at him.
It's creepy.
Logan shrugs it off, moves back toward class, but when he looks back, the guy is walking toward him. Walking fast, too. Logan stops, slouches down, and walks toward the suit.
"Yeah?"
Logan's on his way to his class - film studies, which he signed up for kind of as a joke, but has actually been kinda cool - when he sees the guy in the suit staring at him.
It's creepy.
Logan shrugs it off, moves back toward class, but when he looks back, the guy is walking toward him. Walking fast, too. Logan stops, slouches down, and walks toward the suit.
"Yeah?"
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"But you always thought she faked her death, right? I mean, it took you awhile to believe she was really dead? Why's that?"
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He's quiet again, still looking down.
"I - I don't think that anymore."
Even it she did leave it as a message, it's one that doesn't much matter anymore. She tried too hard to leave him behind, and he can't find himself caring much. For a long time, he'd hated that the lighter had been in the house the night the PCHers burned it down, but now, it just doesn't seem as important.
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He breaks off, not even sure how he feels about that anymore. It's all just such a fucking mess.
"They've probably still got it, if you want it. Veronica told 'em not to sell it, and she was kind of scary when she wanted to be. Especially to a bunch of freshmen."
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Logan's not as awful as he'd expected, given what the tabloids said - the bum fights, burning the community pool and...well, the general rich, young asshole reputation.
Not that he's more than a useless guy without direction, but he's clearly in some pain over his mother's death and disappearance, and since he's not a suspect, yet, Booth can respect that.
"And Mr. Echolls, I appreciate your time, but until we wrap this up, don't leave town, OK?"
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"Just...find who killed my mom, OK?"
She wasn't much of a mother, but she was the only one he had, and life wasn't any better when she was gone. Wasn't a lot worse, but it certainly didn't make it any better.
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"I'll do what I can," Booth says, standing. As he turns, he pauses for a moment, not sure this is the right thing to do, then claps the kid's shoulder. "Hang in there, Logan."
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Booth exits the cafeteria, putting his sunglasses on to protect himself from the bright Southern California sunlight.
Time to go poke around in the dead woman's life some more. And see if he can get his hands on that video.