-CHAPTER 12-

Gibbs strode back into the area where Jenkins was being held and barked out, "Let me see your left hand."

"What?" Jenkins asked in confusion.

"I said-let me see your left hand." Gibbs ordered again."

Confusion clearly evident on the young man's face Jenkins slowly raised his left hand.

Gibbs then nodded and tossed a picture across the table. "You didn't do it."

"That's what I've been trying to tell you..." Jenkins snapped back, as he stopped the picture from sliding off the table. "What's this?"

"Proof," Gibbs replied. "Now we just need to figure out who wanted you to take the rap for your finances murder."

"Wait...are you saying someone murdered Shelly...tried to kill Jim, because of me—to get to me?" Jenkins said in horror, "But why?"

"You tell me," Gibbs asked.

TBC-