The bullpen seemed empty without Ziva there. When they didn't have a case and Gibbs wasn't around the team would always talk and argue and joke around, but not today, and not for the past week either. Ziva had been undercover out of town doing who knows what to get a lead on a case, and today they got one.
“Club owner just outside of DC. Grab your gear,” Gibbs ordered and walked in just long enough to grab his things and coffee from his ডেস্ক before heading to the elevator. “What about Ziva?” Tony asked hopefully. “Don't worry about her, DiNozzo, she's already there.”