Paraguay's truth

Chapter 48

Lt. James Brown had called Vance on his phone to let him know the call was made and a message left. "Did you call Gibbs about it?" Vance said to the man taking his place...

"I thought that I would leave it up to you, sir." He stated to his boss of NCIS.

"Very well I will call Gibbs. I know Loreile is not going to be happy when she finds out that he's still playing games." Director Vance will reply with the shake of his head.

"Take care sir and good luck." Brown said with needing to get back to his work with other possible evidence.

Since Loreile had gone home. Director Vance knowing once again that Gibbs probably wasn't able to sleep. He dialed the number to have him right away to answer the call.

However his voice was grumpy as if he was asleep after what Loriele had done to him in his bed. "Leon what's going on that I should know about?"

"Just to let you know we called the number to the Cantina with a female voice answering. She is going to give the message to Hernandez and have him call you on your cell-number given. I really don't know Gibbs on whether is going to work either way?"

"It have better be Leon with this being the last chance to catch the bastard. I am taking this chance now before I am really caught in the line of fire with Loreile. I need to end this now in order for us to live a long and happy life." He said calmly and sore at the same time. He tried to move when he said "OUCH!".

"Are you alright Gibbs?" Vance was concerned with asking.

"Just moved the wrong way Leon. Loriele was here earlier visiting before your call came in.

"Ah! I can only guess with you, Gibbs. I will leave you to your rest finally and please let me know on whether he does call at all."

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Riccio and Hernandez arrived at the cantina in Paraguay to drink with their thirst needing to be quench from the heat and humidity. When Hernandez walked over to the woman behind the bar. She had given him the message to him. "Oh really! He said to call him right away once you have arrived being three hours ago. Jose I believe the name will brighten your eyes with it." She will have said with placing three drinks onto the counter with the bar packed at three o'clock in the afternoon with the time difference totally surreal in Washington, D.C.

He read the name Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs and his cell number to call to have a little chat. "Riccio do you happened to know the name of the hospital that Gibbs is staying in? I happened want to use my wild card once again with getting them there and take Gibbs out of the hospital and bring him here again for the final revenge."

"I do it's Bethesda hospital very easily to get there boss." Riccio takes a sip of his whiskey followed up with ordering two more and food.

"Of course Riccio." She tells him in Spanish and a quick kiss to her cheek.

Hernandez pulled out his cell-phone to dial the international number to call Gibbs waiting for the connection to fo through...

Special Agent Gibbs woke quickly with his heart rate rising when he saw the International number on his phone. "Hello this is Leroy Jethro Gibbs how can I help you?" He was still half asleep.

"I would hate to say Agent Gibbs you have nine lives and very stupid to be calling me like this. What is it you from me that I haven't cause you harm further?"

"To Kill you Jose Juan Hernandez. I will always say that Pedro Hernandez was always a coward just like yourself to use torture in order for you to get what you want." He hung up the phone along with shutting it off for now. Hernandez dropped his phone onto the counter angry once again with the agent wanting to taste blood once more...