Ziva David [pronounced DAH-veed], Anthony DiNozzo and Timothy McGee were sitting at their desks.
"Probe… mind telling me what in the hell you're doing?" DiNozzo asked McGee, his junior officer. McGee was currently trying to bend a paperclip into an odd fashion.
"Well," came McGee's voice as he continued to concentrate "I've been thinking recently… each time I've had to break into a house, it was different with each person I did it with… and out of all the different times, I'd have to say I liked Gibbs' way of entering most." McGee just continued to move the paperclip around, it started looking like a lock picking tool now though.
"You mean picking the lock?" Ziva asked, looking over a file on her desk.
"Well yeah, Gibbs did it and it didn't look too hard… so I just thought…" McGee started.
"If you're going to be breaking into any houses McGee, make sure it's not while on the job." Gibbs walked into the circle of desks, reaching over and grabbing his jacket and gun. The rest of his team immediately noticed they were rolling.
"Yes Boss." McGee replied, throwing down his paperclip in favor of his gun and coat.
"What happened Boss?" Tony asked.
"A Petty Officer was killed at a bar… the main suspect is his wife." The team looked at each other shortly before quickly following Gibbs into the elevator.
They arrived at the scene of the crime in record time considering that their destination was in Norfolk VA. Gibbs walked into the back of the bar and looked around. The body was of a man in his late 20's with short red hair. His ID read Petty Officer 1st Class Ammazzalorso, Aaron. Gibbs started taking pictures while Tony did a sketch, Ziva went around contacting anyone who might have seen anything and McGee was following around Gibbs.
"What do you think happened Boss?" Gibbs stood and looked at the body. The clothes were torn to shreds and he was cut up pretty badly. There also seemed to be some semen that was evident along the man's inner thighs. It wasn't a pretty sight to say the least. There were cuts all along his body, his stomach had been cut straight in half and it appeared as if his face had been shaved clean off. Not but three feet from the body lay a bloody kitchen looking knife. Gibbs quickly took another few photo's of it before bagging it in an evidence bag.
"Someone was out to get him McGee." Ducky walked up with Palmer.
"Mind if I have a go?" he asked, not really bothering to wait for an answer from Gibbs. He kneeled down next to the bloodied man and pulled out a thermometer, inserting it into the skin and then taking a liver probe, to test how cold his body was. "Hmm, doesn't seem more than eight or nine hours ago, approximately 0200 to 0300. Cause of death may just be the hole in his stomach, but because of the damage around here," Ducky pointed to the bruising on the man's neck. "It may just be asphyxiation." Palmer went and got the gurney to take the body out. Ziva and Tony came back over with news.
"Apparently he was a regular here when he wasn't out to sea. Always just had a few beers, danced with his friends, then he left." Ziva stated, putting her pen and her pad into the inside pocket of her jacket.
"He never really came with a woman, but if he did it was only with this one. She hadn't been coming lately because Azmo, as they liked to call him around here, was out on a four month deployment. He just got back last night." Tony stated next, looking down at his notes. "Apparently, the woman's name is Kathryn Evans; they're married and have been for the past four years. No children and they live locally in Norfolk. I've also gotten their home address and the bar tender says he knows where she works right now so I have that too." Gibbs nodded.
"Bring her in." Was his cold reply as he watched Ducky and Palmer drive the sailor off on their cart.
"Just like that Boss?" McGee asked.
"Yeah McGee… just like that. He's got blond hair on the front of his uniform… and his wedding ring was still there." Gibbs walked off and the others followed. They were off to get their first suspect.