Tony sat in the strip club for about an hour before he could talk to Lisa Walters, the victim's girlfriend.
She didn't even know her lover was dead. Shock had overcome her and she had to be escorted to a back room to calm herself.
'Damn I hate these kind' Tony thought. It was clear from the short interview that Lisa had nothing to do with Stephens mysterious death, and not much information that could help.
After leaving the club Tony received a phone call, he immediately recognized the number and quickly answered the call.
"Agent DiNozzo speaking," He smirked at his professionalism.
"Tony, Did you tell anybody about… you know?" The concerned voice ignored his attempt at maturity.
"Relax. I didn't tell a soul."
"Then how did Gibbs know?!" Raising the tone.
"You know Gibbs he's a detective, he figures stuff out, he always knows."
"Tony, what if…?" the voice started.
"Don't worry baby, we won't get fired. Stop thinking about it and get back to work. We have a case to solve." At this Tony hung up his phone and made his way to the office.
Back at headquarters, Tony met Ziva and McGee at Gibbs desk.
Gibbs stared up at the group, trying to decide who to ask first. Then Tony blurted his worthless news.
"I got nothing, she doesn't know a thing about the kid or who would hurt him. " Tony looked to the floor. "She was really upset, she truly loved him."
Ziva followed, "I sent the car to Abby, I interviewed the woman who found them and bagged some evidence. The security cameras in the parking lot are duds to scare off thieves. So I really don't have much either," as she slammed baby puke on the desk.
"McGee, Probie, have some news for me." Gibbs turned to his last member.
"Sorry sir, nothing unusual in his background. The only thing that caught my eye, Stephens was a sperm donor."
"Ahhh McGee your perfect, come with me. You two get this puke to Abby."
"Abby, find anything interesting?" Ziva asked.
"Boy did I, you'll never believe who little Evila is related to?" Abby excitedly asked.
"Who is little Evila?" Tony gripped.
"The baby, duh." Abby said, looking to Ziva to bank her up.
Ziva gave Abby a blank stare. "You named it?"
"Evila…" Tony continued.
"Well I couldn't keep calling her it, or girl so I gave her a name. And I thought Evila was perfect. It's alive backwards." Abby giggled.
Ziva and Tony conceded the argument and looked to Abby for the critical information.
"Well anyway Evila belongs to no other that Stephens family tree, and she also is related to Walters. Someone lied about having children."
Ducky stood over the dead body of Andrew Stephens. It was quite obvious he was dead, the man had several bullet wounds in his chest and one in the back of his neck. Poor boy, he thought. His mind drifted away from work matter into the social aspects of the team, he knew something was going on. But he couldn't quite pinpoint it. Who was with whom? Tony. Abby. Ziva. McGee. It just didn't quite fit together. After puzzling his brain for another few minutes, Ducky gave up.
"Working with dead bodies is way easier than live ones. You don't tell me any lies!" Ducky surveyed, speaking to Stephens.