Undercover Operation
Chapter 99th
"Do you considered gentlemen that maybe he's exhausted with being tired from all of the hours he's working on the floor?" Gibbs needed to say and now he will say the following. "I need McGee to leave while Torres, you have a job that needs to be done on the floor with your other friends on the protection detail so that I can get some sleep?" he was annoyed as McGee looked at Torres indicating that he was going to leaving.
"We're going, Gibbs. So I suggest that you get some sleep after all with me leaving this with you under your bed filled with eight rounds for you to use." McGee hands him a small revolver that he had brought with him on the trip with the license and other paperwork on the weapon.
"Thanks, I am going to be needing this Tim when it's time," Gibbs said cryptically with his response.
"Sir, I will be back later to check on you while you're asleep. There is another working at the nurse's station that I need to be checking in with and her name is Margie Wilkinson from Orlando, Florida not too far from your daughter Kelly." Torres pointed out with his intel on the woman.
"I think that I need to call my wife Loreile with her sources on whether this woman Wilkinson is who she say that she is Tim. Have a safe trip in the morning with flying back to the Naval Yards?" Gibbs was pensive for the moment all of a sudden.
"Good luck on that one Boss and have a good night's race since too many things have been going on of late?" he advised his former team leader and friend.
"I will agree with you on that account Tim. Now get out of here so that you can get some sleep yourself before your flight?" Gibbs snapped back with Torres to leave his room leaving McGee to shake the older man's hand that is like a father figure to him as with Torres, Bishop, and a few others from over the years.
"I have the GPS TRACKING DEVICE, you asked me to insert into your arm while Torres has left Gibbs." McGee pulled out the software program on a small pad with the tool to insert the device in his arm.
Taking a moment to set it right with the GPS tracking device as he inserts it into the left arm before checking the software program on whether or not it will be working or not.
"Is it working Tim?" Gibbs alluded to the question as he sees the small tablet with McGee to bring up the software program. "Tab your arm so that I know that it's working boss?" he says calmly as Gibbs taps his left arm to activate the device to be working.
"Okay, you're all set boss with touching it again to shut it down for now. It will work when you're able to get into trouble with our friends from Sonata Industries?" he responded by putting things away with shaking Gibbs hand goodbye for now.
"Thanks for all of your help, Tim." Gibbs relaxed...