Tony was yet again watching the CCTV images looking for another 15 people when he noticed something weird. The woman, who went with the sailor before, was back. And better yet, she was with another of the dead sailors, but a British one this time. He printed this one off and was back to finding more of the sailors. 2 down, 14 to go! Great he thought to himself.
The other two agents walked in the room in complete silence and took up their posts. Tony didn't move his head but kept his eyes on the screen, not wanting to miss another sailor.
Only about 5 minutes passed when a storm rolled in, in the form of Gibbs and was again issuing orders around the room. "Ziva you're with me. We are going to pick up the woman from the CCTV images. You two carry on what you doing."
"Boss before you go I think you should see this" shouted Tony as he was on the foothold of leaving the room. He turned back and marched to the agent desk at the far side of the room. "The same woman that picked the first sailor up, came back and also picked another sailor up. His time a British sailor named Scott Hewitt."
"Well Done DiNozzo. Keep watching."
"Some popcorn would go down nice? Reminds me of the time I watched movies for 12 hours. I started of watching The Godfather staring James Caan. 'I guess we both need a drink, huh?' and …" And before he could have known it he had been awarded yet another of Gibbs head slaps. "Sorry Boss. Going back to … watch more dancing."
"McGee, call agent Melinda and tell her agents to go and pick up the security guard from club 7 and bring him in for lying to us."
"Got it Boss and with that they went back to their jobs and Ziva and Gibbs headed out with an agent to pick up Aubrey Shields.
