McGee snapped the phone shut and turned to see a roomful of eyes on him.
"So, Agent McGee, Did they get the guy?" Booth asked a little warily after see the look on the other agents face.
"Well, sort of, the landlord confessed to digging up and moving the body but Gibbs is sure he didn't kill him."
McGee and Booth started contemplated theories based on the players they already had, Hodgins and Zack returned to there respective work stations bickering about something from Firefly.
Brennan was studying the forensic scientist next to her.
"Do you always dress like this?" Brennen questioned.
Abby surveyed outfit for the day. Her platform boots, a short plaid mini skirt, a t-shirt embellished with a glittering skull, her spiked collar, and her signature pig-tails.
"Yeah, pretty much" She shrugged.
"And they let you work at a government institution?" Brennen was taken back, Angela was not a typical squint, but this woman was so far from typical she was almost outrageous.
"I wear a suit to court. Besides Gibbs likes it and all he needs a answers doesn't matter what I wear."
Just then Angela came in dragging Zack behind her. No on in the room seemed to notice so she had to yell.
"Hey, people, case solved over here!"
All eye turned to her, and Hodgins who had overheard, slid into the room.
"Zack here just gave me the last of the data on the stab marks and I input them in the Angelator, guy you killer is huge, like almost 7 feet and 245 pounds."
"But the wounds are shallow? A person of that size would have plenty of strength to inflict much deeper wounds." Brennen spoke
"That's true Dr. Brennen, but the angle of the wounds is very steep, now if the assailant was suffering from an injury that weakened him significantly, the wounds are consistent."
"Okay, so were looking for an injured Goliath" Booth interjected.
"The Brother" McGee got a look on his face that told Abby that he was on to something, to everyone else he just looked utterly confused, "Abby run a check on the girlfriends brother, Tony compared him to the Hulk, so he must be huge.
"If it is the brother, we need to prove it, get back to work people." Booth sent the squints and Abby back to there stations to find some concrete evidence on the brother and McGee called Gibbs.
"Gibbs" He answered slightly agitated. He as stuck in a car with DiNozzo making hundreds of movie references.
"Boss, we think we know who killed Gunning."
"Spit it out McGee"
"It was the brother boss."
There was no reply, Gibbs had hung up. He turned to the two agents in the car. "It was the brother. Let's go bring him in"
They arrived at the home a few minutes later and Tony knocked on the door. Jenny answered.
"Hello, Miss Newman, is your brother Terry around?" Tony was trying not to spoke her.
"He's at physical therapy right now, can I help you?"
"What is the nature of your brother's injury?"
"He was injured by a roadside bomb on Iraq, is shattered both his shoulders. Why are you looking for Terry?"
"We just need to talk to him. Can I get the address of his physical therapist?"
She handed him a business card, he thanked her and returned to the car.
"He is at physical therapy right now," He handed Gibbs the card, "That is the address. Let's go take down the Thing, an injured Thing, but the thing… his statement was interrupted by a slap to the back of his head, "Shutting up now boss." He sat back in his seat and massaged the back of his head.
Terry bolted as soon as he saw the NCIS agents arrive. When they noticed Gibbs barked orders. Tony watch the front. Ziva cover the back."
They spread out, working like a well oiled machine.
The trapped Terry weighed his options. He was bigger than all of them, but with his injured shoulders he was in no shape for a rough fight. His eyes shifted between the three agents, then he decided, the chick. He charged Ziva and was surprised to find himself on his back mere seconds later. "What the hell?" The statement quickly escaped his mouth.
Gibbs chuckled as he watched the Mossad trained agent take down the huge man. Tony was double over with laughter.
"Dude, you get taken down by a girl half your size, Your injured, she was Mossad, dude, your couldn't take her."
Terry just stared wide eyed at the woman now cuffing him. "You sir, are murder arrest for the murder of Petty Officer Gene Gunning.