Back at HQ, Tony was only an hour into his very lengthy sentence of watching the CCTV footage from club 7 they had just picked up. Gibbs had gone back down to the Forensic labs and Autopsy to see what they had found since he had last been down there. Melinda had disappeared completely which made Tony sad because not only was he on his own but he liked Melinda. Anyway back to watching the CCTV he thought and as he turned his head back from the door to the screen he noticed one of the sailors he was investigating. He quickly paused it and rewound it a bit to get him on centre screen.
If he hadn't turned that second he would have missed him. That was Warrant Officer Michael L. Shannon, one of the dead American sailors. He was printing it off and about to jump up and rush to tell Gibbs he had something when his two fellow agents came back from their mornings outings.
"Have a good time you two?" Said Tony, trying to get a reaction out of either of them. He succeeded!
"We were interviewing sailors for 3 whole hours and found nothing!" said a very annoyed Ziva.
"Sounds like you had fun then."
Tim pointed out that that they did find something but not much. "Well we do know that all the sailors that turned up dead where friends and all arranged to go to the club, all the other sailors went to other clubs."
"Well come with me because Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo has found something!" and stormed out the door not even waiting or looking round to see whether the agents where following him or not.
After 20 minutes of wondering round this building if you could call it that, and having to ask every agent they came across they found forensics where Abby had set up base for the duration of the case. But she wasn't alone. Her forensic scientist counterpart from MI7 was there helping her with a weird looking machine and this made McGee very jealous.
As ever Tony was hinting that something was happening with the two scientists as he entered the room and shouted, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything!" Which made both scientist jump and Max, who was underneath a desk plugging something in, jumped up and hit his head on the underside of the desk.
"No of course not ... I was … just leaving" said Max a little bewildered and he rushed out of the room nearly walking into the door on the way out. McGee was giving him evils as he left the lab and into his own lab across the hall, while Tony was using Abby's phone to call Gibbs because he thought he would be here but apparently wasn't. Abby gave Ziva that 'I've noticed a hot boy' look and they ran at each other and where whispering into each other's ear. Well it wasn't quite whispering because McGee heard everything.
"Ohh look at you Abby!" said a little overly excited Ziva.
"I know. He's so cute and funny and he does my job!" said an even more excited Abby
"Well ask him out for a drink after work"
"I may do. See how it goes"
And Ziva was about to respond to Abby when her attention was bounced back to the room with Gibbs shouting at McGee at the door. "What are you doing McGee? We have a mass murderer on the loose and you are staring at a wall!"
"Sorry Boss."
"I was just ringing you Boss." Said Tony putting the phone back down. "I was watching the CCTV and I found the one sailor leaving with a woman. Just bringing it down to Abby to run facial recognition."
"Give it here, it may take a few minutes to find a match as I haven't quite got used to the system. May need Max to give me a hand?"
"Okay Abs, Tony go and find the other sailors on CCTV." And with that Tony took off and literally ran back up to the conference room. "McGee and Ziva find anything?"
"Well we spoke to all their co-workers and they were a group of friends going to the club to wind down. Nothing out of the ordinary and no disciplinary action taken against any of them." Said a McGee slightly shaken up after the happenings of the past few minutes.
"Okay, well you two look into the backgrounds of these companies that can make this poison that was used to kill the sailors." And with that the two agents left in complete silence for the conference room they have had to call home.
"Okay got anything else for me Ab's?"
"Nope just waiting for thi... You do have brilliant timing as always, and the winner is Aubrey Shields. She is a 34 year old sales Supervisor who lives in Oxford. Here's the address." And with that she gave him the post it note as he walked out of the door and to the squad room to rally the troops.