Some café. Veronica exposits to Wallace some stuff she would have told him already about how Heidi's cards were maxed out, so she hit three different ATMs in an hour and made the maximum withdrawal at each. Oy, so Heidi's financially irresponsible too. Lovely. I mean, maybe her fiancé could be snowed about her relative purity, but you'd think someone so rich would at least have ordered a credit check. Wallace wonders if someone could have forced Heidi to withdraw the money, but Veronica says that they shouldn't freak out yet. When they come across Heidi's car seemingly abandoned in the parking lot, however, they decide that it might indeed be time to freak shit.

Back from break, Veronica frustratedly hangs up her phone and tells Wallace that the sheriff's department won't do anything until the forty-eight-hour waiting period is up. (There's apparently no such waiting period in California, I should add, but I can believe the idiot deputy that answered the phone wouldn't care.) Veronica gets some better news, though, when she uses a crowbar to open the front door and finds the disposable camera. She did this in plain sight of anyone in the parking lot, of course, so it's nice that the incompetence and laziness of local law can work in her favor as well as against it.