-CHAPTER 10-
Always one to leave his suspects stewing, Gibbs first stopped in personnel to retrieve the doctors file and surgery schedule before calling his team for an update and new orders.
Seeing the agent, Dr. Jenkins rose from his seat, asking with confusion and agitation clear in his voice. "What's going on? Why did security come and drag me out of records-on your orders?"
Coming to the table and taking the seat opposite, Gibbs said tightly. "Sit down."
"I want to know what's going on Agent Gibbs." Cameron demanded, not moving to take his seat. "Wait…Jim, is Jim all right? Did he take a turn…did something happen?"
"Oh, something happened all right. Jimmy remembered what happened…" Gibbs said casually, before turning to stare Jenkins down, "...he remembered who tried to murder him."
"Murder him! Are you saying that it wasn't an accident?" Jenkins asked slowly, collapsing into his chair.
Gibbs flipped open the file on the table. "So where were you between 10 and 12 today?"
"What? I've been in surgery all day." Cameron answered in confusion.
"Want to try that again, Dr. Jenkins." Gibbs said. "Your nine thirty surgery was cancelled; you didn't have another surgery scheduled until noon."
"You looked into my surgery schedule; why?" the young doctor exclaimed.
"The accident happened at approximately 10 am." Gibbs said pointedly.
Jenkins suddenly sat up straighter in his chair, giving the agent a surprised and angry look. "Wait, you think I had something to do with the accident?"
Gibbs sat back and quirked a questioning eyebrow at the young man. "Did you?"
Jenkins jumped up from his seat and began pacing. "Are you out of your mind? Shelly was my fiancée…Jim is my friend, for god's sake; why would I try to kill either of them?"
"John's Hopkins," Gibbs said.
"The internship," Jenkins asked in confusion. "Why would I try to kill them for that, I wasn't on the nomination list?"
"No, but you are up for chief resident of surgery here at Bethesda…and your girlfriend is being offered a prestigious internship in New York," Gibbs supplied, "Had to put a crimp in those wedding plans."
"You think I killed her because she might win an internship? It was a terrific opportunity for her." Jenkins shot back.
"Yeah, so terrific that you told her to withdraw her name," Gibbs shot back.
"What…how'd you know about that?"
"And I know about the argument." Gibbs added.
"God, I cannot believe this." Jenkins said with exasperation. "Yea, we had an argument…it wasn't a big deal."
Gibbs phone rang, momentarily halting the interrogation.
"Gibbs." the agent listened for a minute before responding. "Yeah, then come on in to security."
"I can't believe this is happening...why would Jim think I did this?" Jenkins said half to himself.
"Maybe because of this..." Gibbs said holding out his cell for Jenkins to see the picture Tony just sent him.
"What? Wait, that's my car...what the hell...who wrecked my car," Jenkins exclaimed angrily, grabbing the phone to get a closer look.
Gibbs just raised an eyebrow at the man's outburst, but continued with his questioning, "And when we tow your car to the lab what do you think we'll find? It's easy enough to match paint scrapings..."
"What, what are you saying?" Cameron asked.
"I'm saying when we match up the paint from the bumper of your car to Lt. Corts' car you're looking at charges of murder and attempted murder."
"I. Did. Not. Try. Too. Kill Shelly or Jim," Jenkins enunciated each word, angrily hitting the table with his finger at each word; he then ran a hand through his short cropped hair as he continued, his voice taking on a pleading quality, "Look, there has to be some way to prove it...prove I never left the hospital...the garage cameras, right, they'd show who took my car..."
"Oh, we are...I like my cases nice and airtight." Gibbs said, leaning into Jenkins personal space, "You made a mistake killing a soldier on my watch...but your real mistake was trying to take out one of my people."
Jenkins's looked into Gibbs tight angry face and repeated quietly, "I swear to you, I didn't do it."
TBC-