A/N: OK, so please no one count how long it has taken me to update this :^). . . . . I am attempting to fulfill my promise to you all and myself that I will update everything that must be updated by tonight, so here goes it. Wish me luck! Two chapters for the Liason down, quite a few to go. How'm I doing? Kit.
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Voyeur's Web
You cannot decide which is more amusing (and predictable), the fact that DiNozzo has a partiality toward honey dust -which is, you suppose, good taste - or the fact that McGee was so incredibly easy to persuade into speaking of such things. Regardless, you are kept entertained all morning with these fascinating tidbits of information -mostly because they will provide excellent argumentative ammo.
Then a corporal's wife goes missing, a possible abduction case, and the fun is momentarily over for you find yourself an hour later walking across the street of a naval base to interview the neighbor. You assume that you either are assigned this task because a.) you are the newcomer or b.) you are the most socially inept. You decide to reason with the former.
The neighbor is a 'domesticated house husband' and saw nor heard a thing. Jamie Carr kept to herself and he wasn't the best of friends with the corporal. He was a pleasant enough man. You thank him and leave, the concept of yard sells still lost on you and the impression of zevel ze zevel still lost on the Americans.
Later, upon return to the bullpen, McGee remembers a video clip of a snuff hoax, which actually turns out to be legit and the extracurricular activities of Mrs. Carr involve a sex site operated from her bedroom. Apparently, the voyeur business is successful for another navy wife is also a member of the creative Naughty Naughty Neighbors. Unfortunately, when you go to talk to Mrs. Roberts, her house is found empty save her cat and ransacked living room.
You are thankful when you and Tony are sent to interview the site's webmaster. Because the lack of leads has left Gibbs in an extremely foul mood.
If you thought this morning was the highlight of today, you are quickly reassessing as you meet Carter Finch, the operator behind Naughty Naughty Neighbors, who, ironically, is a total turd. You and Tony find him in the his basement bedroom of his mother's house. In the company of Star Wars action dolls -sorry, action figures. However, you highly suspect that the plastic figurines are getting about as much action as Finch. Which is to say none. Finch assures you that he had nothing to do with the deaths, had no knowledge whatsoever of the snuff video, nor any idea as to where the money is. You return to a ill-tempered Gibbs, a frustrated McGee, and a porn-educated Abby.
Your computer refuses to cooperate and you miss the Mac systems of Mossad as you perform percussive maintenance , very nearly executing to your knife.
McGee finally finds the money trail and, shocker, Finch has gone over to the dark side.
You and Tony go to retrieve him and find him dead in the bathtub covered in hair dye and missing nearly half a million dollars. But Javier Christian 5 permeates the air as it did earlier in the case, this time Tony picking up the scent.
You assist in apprehending Jamie Carr, now a redhead, millionaire, and double-murderer. Abby calls to inform you that the snuff video really was a hoax -which was obviously apparent.
You end the day with a lovely dinner and relatively pleasant company.