Dark Void

Chapter 69th

The two Cartel members were angry having lost the two vehicles realizing that they had been spotted. As Davi decided to head for their hotel anyway knowing the route without having to tell his associate.

Making the right turn onto the main junction in order to reach the Applegate hotel in Harrisburg and with the weather cool and crisp...

Parking the black Sudan across the street from the busy hotel. "We wait now for further orders?" Davi replied to have his associate angry at the comment.

While the F.B.I. agent and NCIS had dropped off the four from Washington, D.C. There were going to be vehicles waiting for them into the morning whenever possible. They headed out to there offices to write up a quick report before going on home.

McGee walked into his spacious hotel room with dropping his suitcases onto the couch and pulling out his nightwear while getting ready for bed. But first he needed to send another text message to his wife Delilah in order to let her know that he had arrived.

Ever since he received the call from Vance about the threat and Rebecca Chase. He was rather upset at the fact that his team was now a target and with him in charge with his boss laying in the hospital.

Moving into the bedroom for which was lovely. He sat down at the edge of the bed with his phone typing the text message before sending it off...

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Meanwhile some twenty miles outside of Harrisburg, Georgia. A large tractor trailer was driving into the warehouse with several of Cartel members waiting at the dock to receive the merchandise of weapons and drugs. These items have already been sold to vendors interested and waiting ...As the trailer moves in with some expert driving by the driver hired and paid really well.

Damon Garcia was there as well after meeting up with Rebecca at the diner for a late dinner and to go over the options of their plan.

Smoking his cigarette of Pall Mall and dropping it to the cement to step on it putting it out. He had walked inside to his office with bringing up the invoices of the merchandise that is supposed to be on the truck from Colebrook, Maine of all places.

One of the members came into his off to let him know that the merchandise is being moved into the warehouse for storage for now. "Thanks, I will inform the vendors that there merchandise has arrived." He will say to Carlton age 45 and a member for the past year looking to make a fast buck with the Cartel.

As the merchandise was being moved into the warehouse and with closing up the doors. The driver was paid well for the trip along with being offer food and drinks. This was going to happened down the street at a small cafe meeting up with the others.

He had parked his truck in front of the small diner to walk inside noticing the Cartel members sitting in a corner talking to a young waitress with red hair...Waving him over he was going to have a grand old time tonight after hours of driving.

Damon had made his six calls to those having purchased the merchandise with a date all of them will be arriving to pick up the items.

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It was the next morning at the Bethesda hospital as Special Agent Gibbs was having another one of the grueling exercises by the physical therapist. He was working hard to get him into better shape in order to get out of the hospital. He was feeling out of place with not having to join his team. Though officially he was on medical leave. And no doubt will be taking that long vacation with his wife and son for at least three months.

Everyone of the exercises with his legs was hard. However he was walking better with the walker and his bandages were going to coming off in his groin area. Hopefully there is going to be good news for when it comes to the blood flow and circulation.

But in the meantime he was breathing hard with heading back to the edge of the bed for now. While the technician helped him to get into bed for now to begin further exercises with his arms and stomach muscles. Thank god he had started to eat normal food as he remembered his wife laughing at him prior to eating baby food, soup and jello for the most part.

The physical therapist was liking the idea that her patient was doing really well with the exercises and with doing some of them on his own.

He was good enough to get around with using just a cane without falling and even to the point of walking without one and with losing his balance.

He's been thinking about an idea and he had known what the ramifications were going to be like with his wife, Vance and most of all with Doctor Cyril Taft. Since they had taken off all of the bandages he was feeling much better with movement all around.

He's been thinking on whether it was going to be worth it with going to Harrisburg to search for Rebecca Chase and the Cartel leader. It was bad enough that Jose Juan Hernandez is dead at the hands of the DOD undercover agents in Colebrook, Maine.

As the physical therapist finished up with the last of the exercises and with packing up with the equipment. There was a knock on the door to let in the one person Gibbs needed to speak to that was extremely important.

"Doc how are you? As you can see I am doing really well with the exercises." He states with the smirk on his face and a slight grimace...

"Busy as always. However I finally was able to get my boss to give me the next two weeks off while my replacements Doctor Silverton and another will be taking my rounds."

"Two weeks Doc? Where are you going? Since I need to asked you a question before you take off my head." he said with seeing his friend's face with his reaction.