I think you may laugh at me, but when I posted this story I found out how to make the line separating the author's notes from the story! Well, I leave the second chapter, and the next will come, slowly because I have two exams with four huge books for each and it won't be easy. If I don't have the safe mark, I may fail the subject and have to do it next year, and believe, only one year from graduating (Yes, next year I'll be at 12th grade, I'll be a senior) I don't want to leave things behind. Well, sorry about this unburden, here's the second chapter. Enjoy it! :D
"Victim is" – Sam said kneeling closer to the dead body, with the wallet on his hand. –"Corporal Francis Werder. There are signs of struggle on his face and forearms."
"Defensive marks." – Callen added.
"He gave him fight." – Kensi said looking around, with some furniture overthrown and broke. – "You finally made it here!" – She said seeing Deeks coming in.
"Eric," -Callen spoke on the phone. – "need you to get everything you can on Corporal Francis Werder. And check traffic cameras on three block radius."
"Got it." – He said.
"Anything else, Sam?" – Callen was near Sam as Kensi went outside with Deeks.
"Single gunshot to the forehead." – Sam answered still in the same position. – "Coroner estimated time of death between 12 to 24 hours."
"Execution style-" - Callen was speaking before being interrupted by Deeks.
"Guys, check this out." – He was near the wooden fence, moving away some of the bushes so they could see what he found.
"You came in when we have been here for so long, and you find the murder weapon?" – Sam grumbled.
"Guess the luck is following me today!" – And Sam went inside again with Callen.
"Deeks,"- Kensi called him kneeling at the edge of the sidewalk, looking to the street. – "here, tires marks."
"Let's speak with the lookers across the street." – Deeks turned his eyes to the bunch of neighbors, looking at the house.
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"Seriously?" – Deeks claimed. – "A black SUV? Do they have any idea how many SUV's exist in America?"
"At least the stories fit up on each other: a black SUV parked in front of Werder's for a few minutes and then left in a hurry, alerting the neighbors by the noise. No ID on the driver."
"Eric," - Kensi called. – "check traffic cameras for a black SUV."
"We already did." – Nell got the speech. "Callen had already told us to check on traffic cameras. We found a black SUV leaving Corporal Werder house, with no license plate, and then Eric and I lost its track."
"It, at least, checks with the neighbors stories."
"Oh, and Eric got information on Werder's unit and family. He has a girlfriend, Johanna parker. She lives downtown. I'm sending her address to you right now."
"Ok, thanks Nell." – She hung up. – "Eric and Nell got his unit." – Kensi said approaching Callen. – "And his girlfriend, Johanna Parker. She sent us her address."
"Ok, Sam and I will talk with his girlfriend, you and Deeks try to get more information on Werder."
"Ok. We meet at the Ops center."
"Ok." –And each pair of partners followed their clue.
At Johanna Parker's house
"Johanna Parker, federal agents." – Sam said while banging on the door. Callen was peeking through the windows. – "Johanna Parker, open up, NCIS."
The woman opened up, fearfully, shaking and red eyed, like she had been crying.
"Hi, I'm agent Hanna and this is my partner agent Callen." – They both showed the badges. – "We'd like to ask you a few questions."
"This is about Francis, isn't it?" – And she broke down crying.
"Yes." – They entered as she opened more the door.
"How do know it's about him?"
"Where…where is he? I don't see him in days…We had a fight…"
Sam sighed and answered:
"We're very sorry for your lost."
"No." – She shouted on a groan.
"How long did you knew Corporal Francis Werder?"
"Five months. We meet at this bar at downtown were I used to work. He started to talk… we laughed all night. He was so funny…I knew right away he was the one."
"Do you know anyone who may want to hurt him?" – Callen asked.
"No. Francis was a nice guy, everyone loved him."
"There's anyone in his family that we can contact?"
"No, I mean, I don't think so. He told me his mother died on a car accident when he was thirteen, and his father died last year with a stroke."
"Thank for your time. If you remember anything else, don't hesitate to call." – Sam gave her his number. – "And again, we're very sorry for your lost."
…
Deeks and Kensi were leaned on the edge of her desk, looking at the screen.
"Any news?" – Sam asked.
"Nope, nothing, nada!" – Deeks exclaimed.
As soon as Callen and Sam arrived, they only had time to put the backpacks over their desks, because Eric descended a few stairs and said:
"Guys, you better check this out." - Their reaction was instantaneously because the four walked upstairs.
"Tell us got you something, people!" – Callen entered the room followed by Sam, Deeks and Kensi, which made Nell span the chair and face them.
"Actually, we do have something!" – Eric said convinced.
"We've got results from ballistics and turned out the gun is a 9mm Glock 17." – Nell proffered confident.
"And?" – Callen continued.
"And the slug matches another one from a murder two days ago." – Eric finished.
"Who's the victim?"
"Rosalinda Santiago, 36, unemployed. Neighbors reported her missing two days ago. She had been killed earlier that day."
"Nell, Eric, find any connection to Corporal Werder."
"Who's in charge of the case?" - Sam questioned to Nell.
"LAPD."
"On it!" – Deeks said as all the eyes turned to him because he was their liaison agent and also because of his lack of speech, still looking at the photos. – "We want the case." – And went to call his friends at the LAPD.
"Kensi, you and Deeks check on the crime scene. G and I will talk with Werder's unit and with his girlfriend again. Maybe she knows her."
I bet you all are suspicious about why did Deeks stared at the photo for so long. Well, you can make your suppositions by leaving a review. I'll post third chapter as soon as I can. The truth is that I already have some plot written, some chapters forward, so it will be easier to publish it.