Bad Moods all Around – Chapter 2
Gibbs was more than annoyed. He was steadily heading towards furious. Not only had his morning been utter crap, now, his Senior Field Agent was nowhere to be found. He could also see the other members of his team sneaking quick looks over at him, all the while pretending like they were utterly engrossed by whatever they were working on. These nervous glances just contributed to his foul mood.
Suddenly, his phone rang and he answered it with a bark. "Gibbs!" He listened to the voice on the other end of the line for a few seconds before uttering a "What?!", growling and violently hanging up. He stood up quickly and hurried over to the elevator.
Getting off on the top floor, he stalked over to Director Leon Vance's office, ignoring the protests coming from the administrative assistant stationed outside. He pushed the door open and walked over to his boss' desk, waiting impatiently for the latter to finish his phone call.
Vance said goodbye to his daughter and hung up the phone, all the while eyeing the former Marine fuming in front of him. "Can I help you?" he drawled with a slight sarcastic undertone.
"DC Police lost the evidence I was waiting for in the Zane case. Now, we got nothing to prove that Chief Petty Officer McNeil had anything to do with his death! Those morons are going to allow a guilty man to go free!" Gibbs rasped.
Vance frowned. Gibbs was right: this was not good! "I'll make a call to the Metro chief. Get some manpower on tracking this evidence down. If they follow the chain of evidence, starting with the man on the scene, they should be able to figure out where it went," he stated.
"Better you than me!" snarled Gibbs. "Because if I have to go down there and find it myself, I will!" At that, he strode out of the Director's office.
"Yeah, and leave me smoothing ruffled feathers after you're done," Leon muttered, before picking up the phone and asking his assistant for the DC Police Chief's number.
