Damn
Tony stared at his computer. "Oh, damn," he said, giving his computer a dirty look.
"What?" McGee said, as he strolled back into the bullpen. Tony looked at him and motioned him over.
McGee peered over Tony's shoulder, his frown becoming deeper by the second. "Damn," he said, finally.
"What?" Kate said, her curiosity finally getting the better of her. McGee and Tony both looked at her. "Come see for yourself," McGee said, a distinctly unhappy tone in his voice. Kate approached and peered at the screen. "Damn," she muttered.
Gibbs looked up from his desk, glaring at his agents one by one. Tony cleared his throat. "The container our guy was found in was never docked in Nova Scotia. Or anywhere on the East coast of Canada, for that matter."
"Where was it then?" Gibbs said, sounding increasingly pissed at the vagueness his team was displaying.
"It's been at Norfolk for the past 5 weeks," McGee said.
Gibbs sighed. "Damn," he muttered.