Chapter 2
Tony and Kate looked at the board and then their notes, they didn't have a lot to go on but then neither did Tim. Gibbs had ordered Tim to join him at Yorktown, to interview Marine Corporal David Saddler's co-workers. Saddler worked in the Orderly Stores issuing the ammunition; he was allegedly well liked and well respected.
"Did they know of his….other side?" Tim had asked gently.
"David? Kept himself to himself, was friends with a couple outside the base, and yes had dropped the fact that he liked to be called Davina."
Gibbs thanked them he and Tim were no further forward.
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"Ok Dodo head, what have we found out about Saddlers' family?" Kate asked.
"Well, they like Chevys', hunt turkeys, and have a small holding," as Tony turned and laughed at Kate, "A small holding, as in share, holding, in a strange company called "Dookie Loons"
"Dookie Loons, you have to be joking, what kind of company is that?"
"Well Kate, from my Biology, a loon is a large duck or a small goose," Tony added smugly.
"And Anthony," as Dr Mallard now entered the bullpen, "A Loon, in the Doric, that would be the language from the Mid Northern Scots, up Aberdeen and Peterheeed way, is a boy or young man. Once knew a barmaid, Moira, fluent in the Doric and could swear with a smile on her face while telling a customer to go forth and multiply, so to speak."
"Dr Mallard," as Kate looked at Ducky smiling but slightly shocked. "But I also know, a Dookie, is another name for Air Force One Nikes used primarily in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. So have we tried further afield?"
"One other thing, a Dooky is a poo," Tony sniggered, holding his nose.
"On a final note, may I say Dook also means to dip or bathe in Scots. We do have such a thing in Scotland called the Loony Dook on the 1st of January. Yes hardy souls swim in the icy waters," Ducky added walking away.
"So mixing all that dooky or crap up, we have the Duck Dynasty," Tony muttered.
"No Tony, we have shoes, and poo and ducks or geese, bathing in water…..great yes, the Duck Dynasty, so glad I went vegetarian last month."
"Not to mention, a cross dressed Saddler, who could be into leather…..wow, this job gets better and better."
"Brother help, me," Kate sighed.
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Gibbs and Tim returned, Gibbs in a foul mood, and Tim nursing a headache.
"Driving?" Kate questioned.
"No I wasn't," came the reply.
"That Probie, is what Kate meant, you were not driving, but our illustrious leader was. Talking of whom, where is he," as the hairs on the back of Tony's neck began to rise and turning said, "Hi Boss just talking about you," as Gibbs head slapped Tony.
"Info now," Gibbs shouted as Tony and Kate explained what they had found.
"And you are still here?" Gibbs roared, "Go find the family."
"On it Boss," as Tony and Kate ran to the elevator.
"And you Tim," as Gibbs glared at the agent, "Find the couple he was friends with. Hack his bank accounts, look on that social media stuff, just get me answers.
"Yes Boss, and where will you be if I'm asked?"
"Autopsy."