Naval Criminal Investigative Service

New Orleans *edited*

Naval Criminal Investigative Service; NCIS.

The team gets a new case when a Naval officer is killed in New Orleans. But a major turn of events happen when Loretta finds a clue on the Chief Petty Officer's body.

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What will Chris have to say about this nztsew information?

What will our lovely Loretta find?

What will this new information present to the team?

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"Talk to me." Pride said as he walked onto the scene.

"Reported homicide." Percy told him.

"Vic?"

"Chief Petty Officer Ryan Walker." Chris said, joining them. "Found dead with a shot to the shoulder, another to the leg and a knife stuck in his arm."

"What killed him?"

"Someone snapped his neck." Loretta said as she looked the body over. "Seems our officer had something very important to the killer."

"How can you tell?" Chris asked.

"The marks on his left hand show that whoever murdered our officer was trying very hard to get the object out of his hand. But he had a very good grip, even in death. See the chain?"

They looked and, in fact, there was a black chain in his hand. She sighed.

"I won't be able to tell you what it is until I get him to the lab."

"Alright. Well, get him to the lab and let's go talk to his family." Pride said, walking off.

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As night fell, a person was walking through the streets. The black hood was over their head and a muzzle like mask was over their face. They ducked into a doorway as a patrol car drove by before opening said door and going inside. The person took off the mask and hood to show a female. She tossed the mask on the table in front of the group of guys sitting there eating, making them look up at her.

She shook out her hair as she took off the jacket, showing her backless top and the scars from the torture she had earned years ago. The men instantly looked away as she grabbed the railing in the old building and pulled herself onto the loft. She looked down at the men, a glare in her eyes. They all looked away again as she caught them. She rolled her eyes and walked into her shadowed hideout in the house.

She splashed water on her face from the basin and looked at the cracked mirror. Her cut up and bruised face made her sea green eyes stand out like a sore thumb. She took off her top and then her jeans, throwing the bloody fabric into the basket of other bloody clothes. After changing, she grabbed the basket and headed downstairs. The guys all looked at her as she walked over to them. One held out her mask while the other held out a new jacket.

She put the basket on the table before slipping on the jacket and the mask. They slipped on matching masks and the five headed out. After dumping the basket of bloody clothes into the croc infested waters, they all yanked up their hoods and headed to an ally-way. The man they were going to be meeting was standing there, the bag in his hand. The woman sank to the shadows as the men did the deal.

After a few words and some nods, a small bag of drugs were given to the man and the bag was taken to the woman. She kneeled down and counted it quickly and nodded. She lifted her arm and put a bullet in the retreating man's head. The group then sank back into the shadows and headed to their next place.