31/08/2008 14:59:00
Chapter 3: III
As soon as they returned back to the office and recovered from Ziva's fast and furious driving, they immediately went to their assigned jobs. Gibbs went downstairs to Ducky.
"Yes
Duck?"
"Well,
as you probably know, the explosion burned the hands beyond
recognition and erased any chance of recovering his finger prints,
and singed his head and hair so we cant go with DNA, so I made a mold
of his teeth and ran it up to Abby."
"Is that all Duck?" Gibbs asked jokingly.
"I also confirmed the shell casing on the floor." Ducky said walking over and picking up a round plastic case holding a slightly smashed bullet.
"Thank you." Gibbs said walking out of the autopsy room.
"If I find anything else, I'll call you." Ducky called out as the autopsy doors slid shut behind Gibbs. He rode the elevator to Abby's lab.
"I was just about to call you," She said when she first noticed Gibbs walk in. He handed her the bullet and a huge drink filled with caffeine. "Thanks Gibbs. So, me and McGee were looking over the video when Palmer came in and handed me a jaw mold."
"Where is McGee?" Gibbs asked cutting in.
"Bathroom. So anyway," Abby continued," We stopped for a little while and ran the mold against all of the systems. And guess what?"
"Abs."
"Oh. Come Gibbs, guess." Abby whined as Gibbs just stared at her. "Fine, you're no fun. You victim isn't Joseph Scott. He is really an ex cop named Michael David, worked for the Police force in Concord." Abby exclaimed pulling a photo up on her computer screen
"Then who is Joseph Scott?" Gibbs asked.
"I don't know, but your guy Michael David disappeared off this planet about a year ago."
"Ok, but who is Joseph Scott?
"Who's who?" McGee asked coming back into Abby's lab a little confused.
"Never mind McGee," Gibbs said dragging him out of the lab.
"Where are we going?"
"Going to see what Tony and Ziva found out.
--
"This is weird Tony," Ziva said looking across the office at her partner. She was reviewing their victims, Joseph Scotts' records. "Joseph Smith didn't seem to exist until a year ago. I've got bank statements, phone records, and he just seemed to mysteriously appear last year."
"I'm with you on that Ziva," Tony said not looking away from his computer.
"Tony," Ziva said raising her voice and catching his attention. "What are you doing?"
"Researching."
"Our victim?" Ziva asked getting up from her desk.
"Um." Ziva came around to his side of his desk.
"Aha! I knew you weren't doing work. What kind of research is this?" She asked looking at his screen.
"Cars, Ziva," Tony said emphasizing the A.
"Is this what you like to do?" Ziva asked in a chuckle.
"What do you like to do Tony?" Gibbs asked charging into the office from the elevator with McGee on his heels.
"I uh, like to solve cases boss," Tony said quickly.
"Really Tony?" Gibbs asked sarcastically. "What do you got?"
"Well," Ziva said cutting in, covering for Tony's lack of work. "Joseph Scott didn't exist until a year ago." She transferred a picture on her computer to a large screen sitting in the middle of the office.
"That's not Joseph Scott," Gibbs said looking at the screen. The team sent quizzical looks to each other in Gibbs' pause. "That's Michael David."
