Dark Void

Chapter 79th

Victoria Tyler had the job to slip the note under Rebecca's motel door in order to alert her of the danger of being killed...

She ran across the street from the diner for which the team were waiting after speaking with Gibbs about the note. She was lucky that there weren't too many around to see her running with the note. While Lt. Brown was watching her with great interest. He had been really impressed with the woman ever since they had started a relationship a few months back...

Slipping it under the door with checking to see on whether Rebecca was asleep in bed looking through the crack shade of the window.

Afterwards she raced back to the diner to have another cup of coffee before heading out to check on the shipments arriving at the Cartel's warehouse...

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Moments later Rebecca Chase was stirring in her bed at eight' o clock in the morning after getting to bed late with the meeting at the diner and the warehouse. Stretching her muscles with her entire body though she is only 56 years old. She was remembering when she was married to Leroy Jethro Gibbs that she was 13 years younger than him at the time and still is. Moving off the double bed with planting her feet onto the cold floor with her slippers.

Looking over at the door. She noticed the white note slipped under the note as she goes to pick it up to read...

It was a moment later after reading the note that she was angry as hell that the Cartel leader will actually kill her in spite all of the help she had given him. She had been wondering just who might of slipped the note under her door thinking that it might of been the NCIS AGENTS ? She commented to herself for the most part.

If this is the case. Will she be able to get some type of protection with the Witness Protection Agency and hide from Damon and his so call associates and snipers? She could of think of one person that will help her and that is her ex husband Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

She knew that he was here now after landing at the airport early this morning. She had saved his cell phone number with bringing it up on the screen. But first she needed to get dressed quickly before calling him.

Moments later with brushing her long locks now ready and with getting up her nerves to call him in the first place. Dialing the number...

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Gibbs, Taft and Madeline were sitting at the diner having breakfast with their coffee and other drinks. The diner was busy for this early in the morning. Gibbs was thinking when was McGee or whomever was going to place the damn note on his ex wife's motel door to warn her of the danger.

His cell phone was sitting on the white table while Gibbs was finishing up the last of his scrambled eggs. When his phone began to vibrate when he noticed it was Rebecca's number calling him. He motion to the others with the call from his sex wife. Madeline and Taft listened in to the conversation...

"Rebecca why are you calling me again when I had told you to not to in the first place?" he said calmly with his persona and demeanor.

"Jay, I am sorry. But I need your help with some sort of protection from the Cartel Leader Damon Garcia." she says anxiously with her tone of voice...

"And why should it Rebecca? If I do this at all what is it will we get in the process with this protection?" he indicated with his fingers pointing to the both of them that she was scared as hell...

"Jay please I need help badly and yes, I am scared. I have Intel that will put down the Cartel and Garcia that will pleased the DOD, SECNAV and other agencies. I need to know right away since I haven't moved from the motel room. I will be sure to stay away from the windows and keep the door locked."

"Good enough for now. I will call Director Vance and see if he can order a helicopter plus contact the DOD in regard to your Intel and with calling the Witness Protection program. I will call you back with the plan and how long it's going to take with picking you up."

"Fair enough Jay. And thanks!" She hangs up the phone to began packing her things along with having that sandwich she brought from the diner late last night to eat as with a diet cola to drink.

Meanwhile Gibbs looks at the both of them before they commented. "What?" he had to say to the both of them...

"Don't you think that you were going slightly overboard with that witch?" Doctor Cyril Taft commented needed to finish his coffee.

"Maybe. But it was able to get the job done with getting her out of there without any further bloodshed." Gibbs noted ...

He called Vance on his cell in order to tell him that the ploy worked. Vance had arrived back to his office after the endless of meetings in the early morning. Sitting down in his favorite brown chair and placing his cell phone onto the table with Melanie his secretary having placed the files that needs to be read and signed and passed on to other departments.

Taking off his black jacket and placing it behind his chair. It wasn't even a minute for when his phone started to vibrate and the caller ID showing the name to be his agent Gibbs. "Gibbs what's the word on the note?" he asked with concern in his persona.

"It worked with Rebecca asking to be protected from Damon. She wants it now before she winds up dead no doubt from those hired by the Cartel leader."

"Is she staying at the motel we know about? I can call for a helicopter right away from the Naval Yards airfield to be on stand bye. But I will need to contact the DOD and the Witness Protection Program that they have a client." he said...

"She is at that motel we know of and she stated to me that she has a great deal of intel to be given to you, the DOD and many other agencies keeping an eye out on the regime. I will call her back that you're sending a helicopter. I will give you her cell number in order for the pilot to contact her when he gets close. I will let her know this in order for her to answer the phone."

"Good enough Gibbs." Moments later Gibbs having given him the phone number along with him calling Rebecca and giving her the information...