"Dinnozzo, David, lets go." Gibbs said. Tony and Ziva rose, grabbed their firearms from the desk drawer of their respected desks, and followed Gibbs to the elevator. After a car ride the trio arrived at the crime scene reported to Gibbs by the director less than twenty minutes ago.
"Tony, Pictures, Ziva, Bag and Tag" Gibbs ordered "Ok boss," Tony replied "Hey Palmer," Tony greeted the Medical Examiner. "Where's Ducky?" He continued. "Oh Ducky let me fly solo on this one Tony." "That's good now lets see this body." The three of them arrived at the body. "Well the bruising on the neck shows that the victim may very well of been strangled to death, but here on the arm, judging by the lack of blood, is post-mordem lacerations" Palmer said intellectually "That's good palmer but I need a time of death." Gibbs said coming up behind them "Judging by the body temperature the approximate time of death would be…" Palmer was interrupted by a loud pop a bullet had gone through the back of his head. The M.E. was lying lifelessly next to the corpse.
Tony and Gibbs drew their weapons and Gibbs noticed their numbers were not normal. "DINNOZZO WHERE THE HELL IS DAVID?" Gibbs yelled "I swear boss she was with me before…before…" he stopped in his tracks. The missing agent was walking out of the woods in the area where Palmer had just been shot from "WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU ZIVA?" Gibbs yelled again. Ziva couldn't answer.
