Chapter 2
Gibbs was standing outside the apartment of victim number 3 getting fed up with the local police. "The first two vics were petty officers in the Navy. This murder fits the same profile." He explained to the newly appointed detective. "If you have any questions about whose case this is, call your Captain."
Gibbs ducked under the crime scene tape and rolled his head, trying to loosen the knots in his neck. "What have you got for me Duck?"
"Well, Jethro, this poor young woman was bound just like the others. See the bruising at the wrists and ankles…."
"Time of death, Ducky?"
"You're never interested in my preliminary findings, Jethro, that's a bit disheartening. She died sometime between 2:00 and 4:00 A.M. yesterday."
"He's stepped up his schedule Duck. The first two murders were a week apart. It's only been three days since Petty Officer Weston was killed." Gibbs looked up and watched McGee taking photos of the crime scene.
"Well, Jethro, if you had let me finish earlier, I would have told you this murder is slightly different from the first two."
"Duck, I know she's a civilian…."
With a sharp stare that caught Gibbs off guard, Ducky managed to silence the Special Agent. "Jethro, this young woman's bruises are in the same places as our young petty officers' but they are made from a different object. The patterns in the first two murders are more distinct and have left far more discoloration than these on young Ms. Davis. I'll know more once I can do a complete exam."
"Go ahead and go back to NCIS Ducky. We won't be here much longer." Gibbs told his friend and stood up.
"Boss, I've found something!" McGee shouted from the bedroom.
"What is it McGee?" Gibbs asked, walking into the room.
"Check this out." McGee told him and turned over a note.