Deeks grabbed the camera, and took the usual surveillance photos, as Kensi turned the key to start their Cadillac. The guard, stopped for a moment, and seemed to engage in some polite conversation with a neighbour, before moving over to the blue van, getting in and pulling into traffic.
Kensi pulled out of their parking spot, staying a few cars behind the van. Deeks phoned Callen to let him and Sam know they were following the night guard. Then he phoned Eric to make sure the GPS was emitting a signal. It would mean Kensi and he did not have to stay close to the van. Eric could keep them updated as to where they needed to drive.
The guard made one stop at a bakery, and a second stop at a butcher shop, picking up obvious supplies for the hotdog cart.
"Do you think he is heading to the park next?" Kensi asked.
"I don't know? That confusing gut feeling I had earlier, it has settled down and is now telling me this is not an exercise in futility." Deeks replied while snapping photos.
"Then we think positive."
Five minutes later the van was back on the road and both partners realized they were not heading to the park.
"We are heading into an industrial park area. Stay a bit further back. The traffic has really thinned out."
"Call Eric, we may need him to be our eyes. I am going to pull over up here." Kensi said pointing to a vacant lot.
"Okay, guys he has come to a stop about 300 yards ahead of your location. I'll have the address for you right…now. It's a storage locker facility."
"Is there another entrance to the lot other than the one he used?" Deeks asked as Kensi began driving to the facility.
"There are three driveways into the facility. He took the one at the far end. Take the middle driveway. Park and then walk towards his location."
"Do not approach our suspect at this moment. Stay out of sight and take photos. Find out which locker he is entering." Hetty said.
She had somehow materialized out of thin air in the ops centre and was already wearing a headset.
Ten minutes later the night guard exited locker 47, got into the van, and drove out of the facility.
"Hetty, do you want us to follow him?" asked Deeks.
"Negative, Mr. Beale continue to track him please. I want you to pick the lock on the storage unit, and enter it. Do not break the lock. I do not want the suspects to know anyone has been there. When you enter tell me what you find. I'm staying on the phone. I can have the search and seizure warrant ready in five minutes."
"How does she do that?" Deeks mouthed.
"No idea." Kensi mouthed back.
It took Kensi and Deeks less than seven seconds to pick the padlock on the storage unit and lift the garage style door up.
The partners quickly scanned the small room.
"Hetty….we…" Deeks voice trailed off.
"Mr. Deeks! Is everything alright?"