CHAPTER 15
The plates, predictably, were from a car stolen several weeks before and bore no relation to the car they were currently attached to.
Gibbs theorised that the plates would change regularly, but warned everyone to keep an eye out for any potential tails.
"Boss?, what did Franks have to say?" McGee asked.
"Only that Gow was a slimy little prick, he didn't really have much contact with him" Gibbs reply was distracted as he pondered the latest developments.
Gibbs turned to McGee fully focused "What did you find out about the guard schedule?"
"Um, the guards who had direct contact with our female suspect are young, been employed for less than a year, neither would have know who Kate or Director Sheppard were and it was a different guard each time, I guess she couldn't risk being remembered"
"Abby? You got anything yet"
"Nope, Gibbs this is going to take days" Abby grouched.
Tony and Fornell returned with precious little information about Gow.
McGee decided to stay at Tony's that night and they dropped Fornell off on the way.
Ziva and Abby stayed with Gibbs.
At various points across the city the exhausted team feel into deep and troubled sleep.
Ziva, being asleep on the sofa was the first to wake up, rolling to her feet, she followed the sound of banging to the front door. Cautious she peeked out without opening the door, seeing a UPS delivery man standing there didn't make her any less cautious.
Keeping her gun hidden she cracked open the door. The delivery man demanded a signature for the padded envelope he held in his hands. Ziva signed but asked him to leave the package on the top step. Bemused, but clearly used to odd requests, the delivery man did as he was asked and walked away.
Grabbing gloves Ziva yelled for Gibbs before going back to the package. Gingerly she lifted it inside.
When Gibbs and Abby saw what she held in her hands, Abby immediately put on gloves and collected a scalpel and a tray, Gibbs made calls to Tony and Ducky.
The early morning traffic was light and all the team members arrived in record time. Without wasting any more time Abby sliced open the package. It was another severed digit, but this time instead of map coordinates, the tattoo was an address.
It took a moment for the significance of the address to sink in, when it did Gibbs immediately moved to Abby who had started to tremble violently and held her tightly.
The address was hers.