Chapter 1
Thinking Gibbs wouldn't care if he was late for work Tony took a detour to Savannah's house. Immediately he had regretted his choice in his car he had got the night before, his convertible is brand new but didn't have a top like some. It is a 2009 Cherry Red Ford. When he got to Savannah's house at zero seven-hundred (7:00AM), he thought she was still asleep. But after she heard Tony come in, she immediately got her gun that sits next to her bed. Assuming she was a burglar of some sort, Tony pulled out his gun and quickly cleared the apartment, except for her room.
"Savannah! Savannah!" He called out into the apartment.
"Oh, Tony, it's just you. I thought someone was trying to..." Her voice faded after that she didn't want to discuss part of her childhood with Tony. Not today.
"Trying to what?" He asked carefully and curiously.
"Nothing, it's nothing." Her eyes were filling with tears now. Just as Tony was trying to calm her down and comfort her, the building across the street blew up into flames and gun shots were coming out if it.
"Get down!" He yelled at Savannah somewhat pushing her down. As he got up, he tripped and fell trying to get to the street.
Running back he remembered that he forgot he wanted to ask Savannah something before he left.
"Savannah...who...lived...there?" He managed to get out gasping for breath.
"I don't know. Some marine, I think."
Aww Great! Tony thought... Now he's late for work, and a case.