Ziva stood a top a snow covered hill, breathing deeply. Every time she breathed out a small cloud of mist appeared in front of her mouth. She shaded her chocolate coloured eyes from the harsh morning glare as it reflected of the dusty snow. She surveyed her surroundings, the ground was thick with snow and the only plant life top be seen was a densely packed wall stretched as far as the eye could see. It would be hard to find any evidence, but Gibbs would make them look anyway √ just in case.
3 hours ago a Marine Corporal▓s body was found just off the road by a couple who had gotten a flat tire on the way home. The husband was a Marine and when he saw the uniform he instantly called NCIS.
She sighed, better get to work she thought. With the camera clutched in her hands she walked back to the site where the body lay. Once there she began looking, in less than a minute her keen eyes spied a phone lying a few meters from the body. She went to take a shot and remembered she was wearing thick gloves; she slipped them off and replaced them with cold latex ones. The cold wind cut through her gloves and in seconds her hands were numb, it▓s going to be a long day she thought.