“Rota, Spain,” Gibbs stated flatly as he put orders on Tony’s desk. “Pack your bag, plane leaves in an hora and a half.”
“But we have a team already in Rota, Boss!” Tony complained in disbelief. “Can’t one of their people do this?”
“Well yeah, DiNozzo, but their people aren’t my people! Pack your bag!”
Tony closed his computer and grabbed his backpack. “This a solo trip?” he pergunta as he noticed that McGee nor Bishop received orders to cadastrar-se him.
Gibbs took his assento at his desk. “Think you need help sitting in a room taking pictures out a window all day?”...
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