Veronica hesitates, takes a breath. Time to see how much she really knows.
"You played for Woody's Little League team with Marcos and Peter. He molested all three of you. They wanted to come forward. They were going to spill - that's why they had to die."
(The file from Woody's computer. Two voices when there should be three.)
"My guess? You got the explosives from Curly Moran. I saw you with that sophomore, Hart Hanson, last week. Hart says you worked on his war movies with him, that you were in charge of blowing things up. He said... you knew a guy who taught you how to do it." She almost laughs, bitterly. "Your dad's mechanic! 'Former stunt coordinator, Curly Moran', right?"
(Cell phone. Whoever it was, they had to be close. The limo, trailing behind. He waits until the right moment, and then dials. The bus goes over.)
Beaver says nothing, so Veronica continues, her voice building in strength as her courage grows. "Curly told Weevil he knew who blew up the bus. He figured it out, didn't he? That's why you needed him gone.
"You knew Cervando'd been bragging about hustling Liam Fitzpatrick. So you convinced the PCHers that Curly blew up the bus. They nearly killed him - but you left to finish the job."
(Video recorded with a cell phone camera. Weevil, top of the food chain. Dealing punishment where it's due.)
"Then you wanted to focus any investigation in a new direction. You knew I was a key witness in the Aaron Echolls trial, so you wrote my name on Curly's palm. And wasn't it convenient? The Road Hog's cliff-side location? Easy to dump the body."
She's torn between laughing and sobbing and screaming now. It all makes such sense, and he's just standing there smirking, looking nothing at all like the Beaver she knows.
"...You didn't hire me to catch Kendall cheating on your dad, did you? You knew what he was up to. You wanted to punish him for the way he treated you, and you used me to do it."
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Date: 2006-05-26 04:18 am (UTC)"You played for Woody's Little League team with Marcos and Peter. He molested all three of you. They wanted to come forward. They were going to spill - that's why they had to die."
(The file from Woody's computer. Two voices when there should be three.)
"My guess? You got the explosives from Curly Moran. I saw you with that sophomore, Hart Hanson, last week. Hart says you worked on his war movies with him, that you were in charge of blowing things up. He said... you knew a guy who taught you how to do it." She almost laughs, bitterly. "Your dad's mechanic! 'Former stunt coordinator, Curly Moran', right?"
(Cell phone. Whoever it was, they had to be close. The limo, trailing behind. He waits until the right moment, and then dials. The bus goes over.)
Beaver says nothing, so Veronica continues, her voice building in strength as her courage grows. "Curly told Weevil he knew who blew up the bus. He figured it out, didn't he? That's why you needed him gone.
"You knew Cervando'd been bragging about hustling Liam Fitzpatrick. So you convinced the PCHers that Curly blew up the bus. They nearly killed him - but you left to finish the job."
(Video recorded with a cell phone camera. Weevil, top of the food chain. Dealing punishment where it's due.)
"Then you wanted to focus any investigation in a new direction. You knew I was a key witness in the Aaron Echolls trial, so you wrote my name on Curly's palm. And wasn't it convenient? The Road Hog's cliff-side location? Easy to dump the body."
She's torn between laughing and sobbing and screaming now. It all makes such sense, and he's just standing there smirking, looking nothing at all like the Beaver she knows.
"...You didn't hire me to catch Kendall cheating on your dad, did you? You knew what he was up to. You wanted to punish him for the way he treated you, and you used me to do it."