A/N: I know this is a quick update, but I want to get this moving along a bit, and we're coming up to an exciting bit. Some reviewers have suggested everything's going a bit too well, and as anyone who watches NCIS knows, you should always be suspicious of things going too well! The team will be finding that out shortly. But first...

Kate patted Edvina's shoulder awkwardly. The girl had her head in her hands and was sobbing disconsolately. Kate had broken the news about Ardien as gently as she could, but Edvina had taken it very badly; she hadn't stopped crying yet. McGee had volunteered to face the minefield of Kosovan law rather than talk to Edvina, and he and Isak had all but run out of the room at the first sign of tears. Men, Kate thought derisively, were absolutely no use when it came to emotional problems. A wail from Edvina reminded her that she wasn't doing particularly well herself.

"No one blames you," she assured the girl.

Edvina lifted her tear stained face, an odd light shining in her eyes. "I will kill him for this!" she declared. "He has made a fool of me, and I will kill him!" She broke off in a string of Albanian, most of which sounded like curses of some description. Kate sat there uneasily, agreeing with the sentiment, but hoping that Edvina did not decide to follow through on this one. "No, better – I will get my uncle to kill him!"

"Edvina…"

"He has shamed me, and made me look stupid Kate! How could I have fallen for it?" Edvina started sobbing again. "He made it look as though I was a traitor! How could he?"

"I don't know. But we've got him now."

"And will you kill him?" she asked hopefully.

"Probably not," Kate hedged. They were interrupted by Gibbs who sat down next to the girl and handed her a cup of coffee.

"Here, drink this," he said shortly. When Edvina only stared at him, he added, "Coffee with a lot of raki added. Guaranteed heartbreak recovery formula." Edvina managed a shaky smile and took a gulp of the coffee, choking slightly as the alcohol burned her throat. Gibbs motioned for Kate to walk outside with him. "Where's McGee?"

"He's with Isak, getting arrest warrants. Isak said something about needing to go through the UN for this, so they're over at UNMIK HQ right now." Gibbs nodded absently. "Gibbs, do you think Ardien is the killer?"

"Why'd you ask?"

"I just hope not, for Edvina's sake." Kate looked back into the room, where the translator was still weeping over her coffee. "I feel so sorry for her."

"If he's not the killer, Kate, that means we've still got a dangerous murderer on the loose." Leaving her with that depressing thought, Gibbs made his way back to where Tony was keeping an eye on Ardien. The hotel had a basement with a stout lock, and this had been turned into a makeshift interrogation room.

Ardien, hands handcuffed behind his back, was sitting on a wooden chair glaring at Tony, who was unconcernedly playing with his phone. He looked up when Gibbs entered the room though.

"Hey boss, what's new?"

Gibbs turned to their prisoner. "I have some bad news. I think Edvina's going to dump you. Or kill you. One or the other."

"Well, boss, waiter boy isn't saying much else, except for what I think were slurs on my family history, but they were in Albanian, so I have no idea what he said." Tony shrugged carelessly, giving a very good impression of someone who could barely summon the energy to care about the investigation, but Gibbs saw the concealed watchfulness behind the light-hearted banter and knew Ardien wasn't going anywhere soon.

"We don't really need him to say much more, DiNozzo. He's already told us pretty much everything we wanted." Ardien practically snarled at that comment. "I doubt anyone who scares as easy as he does could have killed Franklin and Smithson, DiNozzo. What do you think?"

"Nah, he's not got the guts," Tony rejoined, grinning broadly.

A stream of invective in Albanian came from Ardien before he switched to English. "You know nothing about me! I fought in the war, I killed men!"

"So did you do it?" Gibbs challenged him.

Ardien paused for a second, sucking in a deep breath. "Almost you trick me again! I am telling you nothing!" He went back to insulting them in Albanian, which Tony and Gibbs happily ignored.

McGee found Kate still consoling Edvina. The girl had stopped crying now, but was looking increasingly drunk. "I'm going to kill Gibbs," Kate hissed at the younger agent.

"What's he done?"

"Edvina's had enough raki that she can barely stand, and any time I try to speak to Gibbs about it, he simply tells me to give the girl another shot!"

"Maybe he means shoot her," McGee offered.

"Not helpful," Kate snapped. "Did you get the warrants?"

"Sort of."

"How do you sort of get a warrant McGee?" Gibbs asked, appearing in the doorway.

McGee, eyes screwed shut as though he could already see his impending death, kept his back to Gibbs. "Well, UNMIK say we can have the warrants, but the KPS want to take charge of our suspect. They say that since Ardien is Kosovan, he should be in their custody."

"And did you agree?" Gibbs stood close behind McGee, speaking softly into his ear.

"Um, well, I didn't really have much choice…" McGee ground to a halt as Gibbs whacked the back of his head. "Sorry boss."

"Ardien is our suspect, wanted for the murder of two Americans, McGee, and you've just signed him over to some half-wits who everyone agrees couldn't catch a cold, let alone a criminal!" Gibbs sighed and said in a calmer voice, "So who are the arrest warrants for?"

"Vladan Mandic and Lumni Castirovic. And the KPS say we can keep them."

"Fine, pick up Castirovic, and then find me Mandic. We're not done here people, not by a long shot."