The orange wall sof the squad room came into veiw as the doors of the elivator slid open.
At first glance it could have looked like an ordinary office but if you looked closely you would notice the guns strapped to the hips of the federal agents . Through a maze of computers there is the bull pen complete with 2 plazmas , 4 computers and some big stairs behind it leading to the next level of the the bull pen were 4 people , one younger male busy typing away at his was wearing a light blue shirt and black trousers , his har was very neat like the reast of his out fit , the name tag on his deak read Timothy McGee .
The second silghtly older male was wearing a dark blue shirt , black trousers and a black tie , obviously a lady killer , he was eating a large slice of pizza , the box was infront of his name plate but it read Antony DiNozzo. The 3rd was a woman , Ziva David , as the name plate said , tall and slender the toned body of a runner , she had a dark complection , maybe from the Middle East . she was wearing a green t-shirt , khaki trousers and big army boots, her gun was clearly visible on her hip.
the 4th person was also male , though noticably older than the other two , he wore a grey unbuttoned polo shirt with a white under shirt just sticking out of the top, he also wore a suit jacket and trousers . In his hand he held a cup of coffee even though the sun was shining hot in the sky, he took a drink of his coffee and pressed a button on the key board , obviously fustrated with the machine.
'McGee'
'Yes boss ?'
