"Do you have any idea who I am?" the Frenchman hissed, business suit huffed up in aggravation. The short man looked out of place in the bullpen.
Gibbs simply looked at him. "Yes, you've mentioned the fact that you are Marcel Savard, an executive in French National Security several times. You failed to mention that you are also suspected of working for some black market weapons dealers and were charged with several accounts of business fraud." His blue eyes were cool and emotionless.
Savard smiled politely, a smile that did not reach his eyes. "Charged and found innocent on all accounts as you very well know. Unless you wish to challenged your so called flawless judicial system, Agent Gibbs."
"Either way, you can add pre-meditated murder onto that list. We had an eye-witness that can place your hire at the scene of the crime."
"An eye-witness that is currently in the hospital and therefore quite incapable of providing an adequate account of what she might have seen that night. In fact, I do believe it is partially thanks to your team that she is in the state she is now. Both mental and physical." Marcel's accent became more and more pronounced as he exchanged heated words with the head agent.
A brief flash of guilt crossed Gibbs' eye but just as quickly as it had appeared, his eyes grew steely once more. It was, however, Tony, that answered for him. "Well there is the fact that she ran away from perfectly willing witness protection, held a bus driver at gunpoint and caused several hundreds of dollars of damage to a Victoria's Secret store. That contributed a lot to your granddaughter's current state of affairs." He stepped out of his desk, a poker face expression glued like a mask on his countenance ashe defended his boss.
Savard's lawyer laid a cautioning hand on his shoulder. "Even so, my client has every right to visit his granddaughter and check on her condition as her emergency contact."
"Your client also has motive to cause her harm to benefit this case –"
"More harm than you have already inflicted, Agent Gibbs?" The lawyer stated frankly.
"Enough," the NCIS director snapped stiffly from her bird's eye very of the situation. "Agent Gibbs, you will escort Mr. Savard to the hospital currently treating his granddaughter and you, Mr. Savard," she glared at the man like a hawk, "will be thoroughly searched. Your cell phone will be confiscated to that you may not contact anyone during the trip or in the hospital. If there is a hint of foul play, you will be arrested for interfering with a federal investigation. Are we clear, sir?"
The foreigner just smiled. "Crystal…. Director Jenny Shepard." He bowed dramatically. "Pleasure to meet you at last."
Gibbs' eye twitched. No one told Savard the director's name, let alone her full name. It was obvious the man wasn't to be trusted.
A/N – I tried. T.T blasted muse, where art thou?