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Commander? Lieutenant Commander Faith Coleman. I'm your legal team, sir.

Coda Redeye from San Diego had your files back so I could study them on the

plane. I have two short lists of queries, primary and secondary.

Which set of questions might you want to cover first? Mine.

Why are you here?

I was detailed by Comm Naval District, Washington.

Well, last time I checked, I retained the right to request my own military

counsel. Is this a job interview, Commander?

Let's call it a short list of queries.

Why don't I just run through a summary of the legal arguments? I'm a lawyer,

Commander. I'm aware of the arguments. The only unknown is sitting across from

me.

Fine, sir. What is it you want to know?

Well, let's start with how many murder cases you've defended.

I've had nine homicides go to verdict.

How many wins?

Nine, sir. Well, tells me you can count.

It doesn't, however, tell me if they were slam dunks or if when the going

tough, you cop a plea.

What is it you really want to know, Commander?

Did I get into my first choice college?

No, I didn't. Was I on the dean's list?

Yes, I was.

Did I go to law school with dreams of saving the world?

No comment.

I'm a damn good lawyer. You could do worse, sir.

I see you're not convinced, Commander.

Stop.

I don't think I could bear watching you rearrange that.

I just hope your legal arguments are squared away as your briefcase.

You're sharpening your courtroom skills, Major.

First Lady Gibbs, NCIS.

Major McBurney. I know.

Want me to set one up for you?

I'm here to discuss the RAB case.

How long do you figure this trial's going to last?

Why? You got someplace to go?

Where?

Need to know, Major.

You don't. Cease fire!

Cease fire!

Clear and lock all weapons.

Check your targets.

How long this goes depends on how well we do understand.

I assume your people are prepped?

How about you, Counselor?

Looks like a slam dunk.

You disagree?

We're after the smart lawyer.

He's the killer. He made some dumbass mistakes.

He only nailed them because he was protecting his brother.

Do me a favor. Don't show that kind of doubt in court. This trial could last a

lot longer than you and I want.

You're the one who needs to get out of town, not me.

Always aim for the head.

Cuts down on appeals.

I assume both of you are aware of the sensitivity of your assignment.

Understood, sir.

Admiral, since several of your key staff are witnesses for the prosecution, it

will be necessary for everyone at JAG to keep an arm's length.

Including me.

Yes, sir.

You most of all.

Respectfully, sir, neither of us wants to see our cases compromised.

Well, I have no intentions of interfering with your case.

Well, I have every confidence of that, sir, but on behalf of my client, I

to make my position clear. Well, you certainly succeeded, didn't you?

We're a little short on space.

Commander, I'm going to put you in Minetti's office, and, uh, Major, you'll

in Commander Rabb's.

Never had the office of a man I'm trying to send to Leavenworth, sir.

I do.

Just a minute.

All right, sir.

Oh,

sir.

Is that them?

It is.

I've been thinking about Commander Rapp's case, sir, and I have a few

Lieutenant, do nothing.

Sir, I was wondering if I could consult with Commander Turner to shape my

testimony to the commander's advantage. No.

Don't start.

Sir? I know what you're thinking. I know what you're all thinking.

You're not to get involved in this beyond your required participation in

courtroom.

Rapp stuck his nose in. Look what happened.

Clear?

Good day, officer.

Do you have a minute?

Respectfully, sir, I don't think I'm permitted to engage you.

This is not a proposal. It's a request. I need a pad, a marker, a deck of 5x8s,

some of that weird dicky spitball stuff you put posters up with.

Poster gum, sir.

Sounds right.

I guess that's all, officer.

Thank you.

Things will go much easier, Ahmad, if you just confirm a few facts.

Allah will give you all your answers.

Soon. You may not know the target in time, but you know Hasan Mohammed.

Talk to us.

I'm cold.

I'm hungry.

I see the boys up the river have taken over the interrogation.

I'll break them. A month or two.

We know that Benatwa passed money to Mohammed sometime during the ten days

we lost him between Cairo and Nice.

If we find out where he was, then we can follow the money trick.

That's why I need you in that room.

NSA encrypts indicate that once the money has been passed, the attack can

any time.

Wrap this jack case up fast. I need you out there. Where is Hassan Mohammed?

I said I don't know.

You're going back to the FBI.

What? To get whatever they have on Ben Atwa.

Right. I also want transcripts of all previous Al -Jihad interrogations

mentioning his name or Muhammad's.

That'll take weeks.

You got two days. Can't get it done by then. Don't bother coming back.

Well, thanks for bringing in dinner.

I figured you'd be tired of break chow, sir.

If you're going to be my counsel, forget about this, sir. At least in here.

Yes, sir.

So did you pack a file in one of these in case we need to bust out of here?

is the only file I brought. Government's disclosure, evidence, witnesses.

Do you have a defense?

It's my turn to ask the questions, Commander.

What happened that night at Benzinger's bar?

I met with Lieutenant Singer.

We argued.

She left. I followed her outside. We argued some more in her car.

And was that when you phoned your brother using your cell phone?

Yeah, I wanted to be there when she told him it wasn't his baby. I wanted to

look into her eyes.

Because you didn't believe her?

I rarely believed anything Lieutenant Singer said.

I read your interview with Gibbs. Why didn't you tell him your story?

I was protecting my brother.

Fine, but when they told you that the murder happened in January and not six

weeks ago, you knew your brother couldn't be involved, so why not

then? Because by then I looked guilty, and I decided to trust Navy justice

instead of Navy cops.

Look, there are enough holes in this case to raise reasonable doubt.

There's also enough evidence to tie you to the murders, and a string of

witnesses, your colleagues, will testify to angry words between you and

Lieutenant Singer right up to the time of her death.

Well, it could be worse, I guess.

How? I could not have an alibi.

You have an alibi?

No.

Nice lab you got here.

Interesting Martha Stewart on LSD. Touches were on the place, too.

It's a hobby.

This one's upside down. Duodenum's heading north.

That's how the body was found. Wow.

It's nice to meet a lawyer that actually knows his stuff.

I mean, your friend's police speaking.

Lieutenant Singer's plane ticket?

Yeah.

Got the date mailed? Yeah, 100%.

What about the cover they found?

Well, I'm still doing a fiber analysis on it, but I found this ID tag in the

visor.

I see a butterfly.

What do you see?

More work to do.

The key to winning this case is tying Rav to Singer the night she was killed.

That's why the stomach contents, the bar napkins, all the forensics have got to

be tight.

Well, uh -huh.

You got a suit?

Buy one. Something in color.

Here's the different story. I want you to wear it down. Hide the tat.

Get yourself some glasses.

I don't need glasses.

I do.

This isn't about you.

Something wrong?

Yeah, okay, you're going to think I'm a freak, but I get really nervous when I

have to testify in front of all this...

Military uniforms.

Some advice?

Try an old standard.

Make sure all those uniforms are naked.

Including you?

Miss Shuto, you tested the liver found in the head of the decedent? Yep.

Yes, I did.

The test indicated ferrous metal, which is the same material that was on the

railing at the bridge of the overlook.

You also ran tests on blood found at the crime scene?

Indeed. The DNA showed an exact match between that and the blood of the

Then I ran a test... Please, wait for the question.

You also ran tests on a plane ticket discovered on the body?

Certainly. Um, the lieutenant was on a flight scheduled for 6 a .m. on January

6th. What about the napkin found in the decedent's pocket?

Oh, I ran a whole slew of stuff on that.

What'd you find?

Um...

There was a phone number on it, and the handwriting matched Commander Rab's. And

above that, there was a logo for a bar. It's Benzinger's.

When you examined the victim's stomach contents, what did you find? A bar mix.

Based on digestion, she got waxed.

She went to Valhalla within two hours of ingesting it. So based on forensic

evidence, we may deduce that the victim was at Benzinger's the night before her

scheduled flight with Commander Rab two hours before her death.

Objection. Withdrawn.

Nothing further.

Miss Judo, is this your report?

I can hold it closer if you wish.

No, don't. Oh, Ralph.

Sorry, Your Honor.

Perhaps you don't need the glasses.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Nice body art.

You can see my...

Never mind.

Ms. Judo, the decedent's body was in the river for months. How can you be sure

that your findings regarding the stomach content are accurate?

Couldn't the vic have been whacked way later than two hours after sucking

pretzels at Benzinger's? Way later?

No way.

First off, ice rules are preservative.

Second off, food doesn't stay in the stomach that long. Carbs, that's like

hours tops. Third off, given technology, we can nail that window pretty tight. I

mean, she got popped and turned popsicle in two hours.

You say pretty tight.

Yeah.

Doesn't sound like beyond a reasonable doubt to me.

Everything the Bureau has on Benatwa, and I did it in a day.

Education, training, known associate, passed off. Doesn't tell me about the

The man is a terrorist.

What else is there to know? Personal information. What's his favorite food?

kind of wine does he enjoy?

The guy's a Muslim. He doesn't drink. He drinks. He eats. He eats.

That's how we call them to me.

See ya.

Dr. Mallard, you performed the autopsy on Lieutenant Singer. Can you tell us

when she died?

Uh, her body was discovered April 22nd, but the poor girl was trapped in winter

ice and thawed with the spring.

I'd say she departed a...

Some three and a half months previous.

That'd make it early January, right?

That would be about right.

Was Lieutenant Singer pregnant?

Twenty weeks.

Can you tell us the extent of the lieutenant's injuries, Doctor?

She suffered severe blunt force trauma to the posterior of her skull.

Also numerous fractures as she floated downriver, going over Great Falls.

The head injury was the cause of death?

No. The lieutenant drowned.

She was still alive when her body entered the water?

Without question.

I discovered water residue in her lungs.

What else did you discover?

On her left buttock, I found a tattoo of a stalking leopard.

Majestic, brilliant.

I've only seen one other like it. On a tango dancer in Buenos Aires who died of

dehydration. I was on sabbatical... Doctor, I was asking about Lieutenant

Singer. She wasn't in Buenos Aires.

Ah, ah, yes.

I found a metallic sliver in the wound around the skull fracture, consistent

with her head hitting a railing on the walkway bridge over the falls before she

went in the water. So based on your findings, would you say it's plausible

someone caused the lieutenant's head injuries, then perhaps in panic, threw

still -living body from the bridge into the river?

Objection. This goes beyond speculation, Your Honor. Now we're telling bedtime

horror stories.

Sustained. Thank you, Doctor. Nothing further.

Doctor, isn't it possible that the lieutenant's injuries were the result of

accidental fall?

Well, the railing is very high. It's quite unlikely.

Unless the lieutenant's unconscious body levitated and dropped over the side...

Thank you, Doctor. I've heard... I thought the interrogation was over,

Or are you just here to gloat?

Nothing's been bothering me, Commander.

It's not what's in here.

It's what's missing.

After you were informed of Lieutenant Singer's death and the death of the

that you thought was your brother, I'd assumed that you'd make a phone call to

Russia.

But there's no record of that, not from your office or your cell or from your

home. Well, that's what phone booths are for.

You went to a lot of effort to eliminate your brother as a suspect.

So you got your man.

I know.

Agent Gibbs, where exactly was the lieutenant's body discovered?

On the banks of the Potomac River, 1 .3 miles below Great Falls.

Did you locate her vehicle?

Yes. It was towed from a parking lot next to the falls.

Was the car dusted for prints?

There are only two sets of prints removed from the car.

The decedents and Commander Rantz.

When did the commander claim to have last seen Lieutenant Singer?

They met at Benzinger's bar the night before her scheduled flight.

According to his statement, he claimed to have spoken to his brother that same

night. Did he ever explain why?

No. Did the commander know the lieutenant was pregnant?

Said he did.

Did he know the father was?

Said he was unsure.

At that time, did you ask for a DNA sample to determine paternity?

I did.

What was his response? He refused.

Was the commander cooperative during your investigation?

No, he was generally uncooperative.

Thank you.

Your witness.

Agent Gibbs, all you really have is a car with the commander's fingerprints.

Isn't that right?

A car found less than 100 yards from a murder scene, yes.

There's no murder weapon, correct?

The blood at the scene indicates she hit her head on a bridge railing.

Sounds like an accident.

Objection, Your Honor.

Withdrawn. Agent Gibbs, do you have anything to tie Commander Rabb directly

the crime scene?

Not directly, no.

You just have circumstantial evidence, coincidences from which you've

manufactured a case against the defendant, correct?

Do I even need to object to that, Your Honor? Sustained. Please refrain from

supplying testimony, Commander.

Agent Gibbs, did you submit a request to the ME for Commander Rabb's DNA

profile?

I did.

It didn't go through.

The ACLU might still have a problem. What was your intent?

I believed at the time Commander Rabb was the killer.

My intent was justice.

Agent Gibbs, do you believe now that Commander Rabb is the killer?

Objection, Your Honor.

Calls for an opinion. As lead investigator, I believe Agent Gibbs is

an opinion. The witness will answer.

Agent Gibbs?

Going with my gut?

I'd say no. The commander's not the killer.

You really think Rab's innocent?

Don't you?

What are we going to do?

I've got Ben off to interrogate.

You're the ranking team member on this case now.

When did you plan on telling me about your request for Rab's DNA? A request

didn't go, Counselor. You still crossed the line. A line that shouldn't exist.

We should have access to a suspect's DNA.

Not your call.

Circumstantial cases I can handle.

Screw -ups and witness flip -flops on the stand I cannot.

Thanks for your honesty, Gibbs. You ready to talk about dismissing the

Jack? Major McBurney.

Yeah.

Really?

Wow, you are the girl of my dreams.

How's Abby?

She's calling you?

We were separated at birth.

She's invited us to the lab. You should come. Protect the wonders of science.

I got a series of latent partials. So far, Avis can't match them. Protect this

stuff.

Did you analyze the handwriting?

Yeah, it's definitely Commander Rao.

Let's log all this in evidence. I'd like the members to see the genuine article.

Commander.

I think I have a counter to your offer to dismiss.

If the hat does fit, you can't acquit.

Oh, come on. One of you would have said it if you had thought of it first.

Good job.

Next time, Abby, don't go calling lawyers.

You call me.

Plane's waiting for you at Norfolk. We catch a helo at Naples out to the

Chattanooga.

Benatwa. Names of his family, wives, and mistresses.

He loves great food, goes to five -star restaurants.

Favorite dishes, Moroccan. Favorite wine, Chateau Beaumont.

It's all there.

Good.

Can I go with you? No, but you can put your business suit back in mothballs and

maybe stick around for a while.

Death row gig.

NCIS. Talking for company. Heard somebody called the cops.

Well, I guess you NCI boys took this guy down. You deserve a shot at cracking

him. Got him cleaned up. Gave him a nice dinner, just like you asked. One

problem, though.

Yeah, what's that?

We heard you're planning on giving him booze. It's against regs. You don't want

any impaired testimony being tossed out of court.

Not interested in court.

Good morning, Tony.

What are you doing?

That investigation's wrapped up. Is it?

Oh, you're in Gibbs' camp now?

Rab didn't do it?

I think I saw the FBI box for a sec, Viv.

It's too perfect.

I'm a cop. It just doesn't sit right.

It's not right from where I stand.

Dobbs found Rab's cover upriver near the bridge where Lieutenant Saron was

killed, but her body floated all the way down to here.

So the cover got caught up in some branches?

I don't think so.

You really are sounding like Gibbs.

I'm sorry, sir. I just don't have the time.

Let's have dinner.

Is it the commander's practice to go around grabbing junior officers?

No, sir. So it was just this once? Yes. I mean, no. Which one, Lieutenant?

Objection. Counsel is badgering. The witness is a naval officer and a JAG

lawyer, Commander. He can handle it.

Lieutenant, please answer the question.

The commander does not make it a habit to grab anyone.

Just this once, he was agitated.

It's not unusual with Lieutenant Singer.

By agitated, you mean angry.

Yes, but I mean... Thank you, Lieutenant.

No further questions, Your Honor.

How's the lamb tagine? Pretty good.

But it lacks some zest.

Harissa.

Best our chef here could do with canned chili paste.

You know your cuisine?

Marines travel.

Yes, they do.

You ever go to the south of France?

Not as often as I like.

If you're ever in Marseille, that is a magnificent place.

You know it.

Again, you surprise me.

A toast.

To the French who know how Morocco should taste.

So was it the cuisine that drew you to Nice?

Hardly, no.

And niece, it's the women.

The food is so much expensive honey to catch the flies, no.

I'll tell you the best food I had in a very long time.

There's a restaurant in Toulon near the water.

A hagar.

I ate there last summer.

The kibe was bland.

Koozie was mushy. The guame is inedible. You cannot be talking about the same

restaurant. Well, maybe they changed the chef.

Perhaps.

The gummy I had last week was incredible.

I knew Gibson could get it.

Get what?

Where Bonato was before we picked him up.

Toulon.

What are you two doing standing here?

Get on it.

Yes, sir.

We have our boy back now?

Yeah, it's all yours.

What did you get out of him?

Good restaurant in Toulon.

City Officer Coates, you were present at Benzinger's the night Commander Rabb

met with Lieutenant Singer. Is that right?

Yes, sir. I was in the next booth.

You overheard their conversation?

Yes, sir.

Do you recall what was said?

Not all the words, but the sense of it, sir.

The lieutenant was pregnant, and the commander thought his brother Sergei was

the father.

What did the commander want the lieutenant to do?

He wanted her to call his brother Sergei in Russia to give him a say in the

child's future.

Only Lieutenant Singer told Commander Rabb the baby wasn't Sergei's.

Did he believe her?

No, sir.

What happened then?

That's when Lieutenant Singer told the commander she was giving the baby up for

adoption. And how did the commander react to that? That she's an over.

That sounds like a threat.

Sounds like a threat to me.

Objection. Withdrawn.

Is there anything else you remember, Petty Officer?

Yes, sir. She took off and he followed her out.

Thank you.

Petty Officer, has Commander Rabb ever displayed anger toward you? No, ma 'am.

Has he ever threatened you?

Never, ma 'am. Has he ever grabbed you or otherwise put his hands on you?

Absolutely not, ma 'am. Thank you, Petty Officer.

Redirect, Your Honor.

Go ahead, Counselor.

Petty Officer, have you ever seen a man strike a woman in anger before?

Petty Officer.

Yes, sir. I saw my father strike my mother.

That night at Benzinger's, did you see that kind of anger in Commander Rapp?

Objection. Your Honor calls for speculation.

Overruled.

I'd like to hear the answer.

Petty Officer, did you see that kind of anger?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Petty Officer.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Theory of the Washington M -TAC on the BTC.

Ten days ago, five million was spent from a Hawala money broker in Toulon to

Hawala in Tunis.

Do we have any assets in Tunis, Director?

Not at the moment.

But our friends off the river do.

Of course, they'll take the credit.

Who gets the photo up doesn't matter. I'll remember that at our next

appropriations hearing.

But you're right, of course.

Use whoever you have to to stop that attack.

What do you got for me?

Well, I tested the sediment and the fibers in the cover.

There were high concentrations of quartz, feldspar, and kaolinite.

I flunked your science, Abby.

It's river silt.

Yeah, which wasn't present anywhere near these levels when I tested Lieutenant

Singer's uniform.

Why not? Because she plunged into the river in January and spent the next few

months packed in ice.

And it's only in the last couple weeks the river's been raging with a spring

thaw. Kicking up still.

Yeah, this cover, it's definitely a spring look.

There's no way it was out there for a month.

It's a plan.

Gibbs' gut was right.

We got the wrong man.

I love Naples.

If you're looking for a restaurant... Looks like the Greyhull attack is coming

out of Tunis.

Got word of a money transfer.

Five million dollars from Bonato to the executor.

That puts it in the Western Met.

Uh -huh.

You need something.

You got people in Tunis. We don't.

We locate Mohammed. We'll take him down.

The attack's going to be on a Navy asset. We both take him down.

Complicated. Who gets credit?

You do.

Deal.

Sir. You have a call on the VTC.

We got confirmation from Abby on the cover. It's definitely a plant.

We also got Rab's brother Sergei's service record from Russia. Got the same

blood type as Rab.

He's not the father either.

So we went through Lieutenant Singer's credit card history.

Traced her social life going back over the last year.

Except for the month at sea starting last May, every Wednesday the lieutenant

had dinner for two.

Different restaurants, but same time. Question is, who with?

Do a canvas.

Already did.

We showed the lieutenant's picture around. We asked if anybody recalled

anything. A face, a name dropped in conversation, angry words. That's waiter

an Italian restaurant.

Remembers an ugly incident. Tiramisu turned into a projectile. Yeah, he gave

enough to start putting together a sketch.

If he's our guy, somehow he got a hold of Rapp's cover.

Check the JAG security log. Go back four weeks. Compare the sketch to service

photos. That's going to be a lot of people.

Yeah, well, one of them paid a visit to Rapp.

Look for someone with an axe to grind.

Got it.

Tony, nail this guy fast.

I need your ass out here.

Alone?

Bring whoever you need.

Before we start, I want you to know I've advised my client against this

interview. As you know, your cover was found near the scene of the crime.

You want to know how it got there?

We know.

It was planted.

Looks like you may be up to hook, Commander.

We did some checking into Lieutenant Singer's love life.

She was seen having dinner and drinks with a sandy -haired man.

My brother at Benzinger's bar.

I don't know. This guy was older, and they never met at Benzinger's. Check the

JAG security log. We've got a suspect.

We just need to know if he had the opportunity.

Son of a bitch.

He did it right in front of me.

That's all we needed to know.

Thank you, Commander.

It's all Gibbs I own.

Back in Baltimore, where I worked homicide all my life, we had this case.

sounds like a joke. A gynecologist walks into this strip club, but it's true.

This gynecologist goes to this club.

And he likes one of the girls, right? She likes him enough, she starts letting

him take her out. Stuff happens. Next thing you know, the stripper is

blackmailing the gynecologist, right? She threatens to tell his wife, so the

gyno pays two guys to kill her.

I'm really not one for jokes, Agent Denozo.

Okay, another story.

Locanda Orchidea.

I heard they have a good field of cotta.

I wouldn't know.

Whitehorse Inn?

Jacques Bistro, Sammy's, you don't know them either?

No.

Huh.

Transcript. Your recent interviews with the ag personnel.

In seven hours of conversation, you mentioned Lieutenant Singer 14 times.

showed an unusual interest.

I was just doing my job.

The night Lieutenant Singer was killed, you cashed a $5 ,000 check at Easy Al's

Check Cashing.

And the next day you deposited the money minus $100 service charge back into

your account.

Guess you didn't need it after all.

What are you doing looking at my bank statement? Did you have a warrant?

if you didn't have a warrant... No, I got the warrant.

She need cash for an abortion?

Oh, wait.

You're a family man.

What am I saying?

You got a wife and kids.

Beautiful.

It's hush money, right?

She was going to tell that pretty wife of yours.

Is the joke over?

Because it wasn't very funny.

Bear with me.

It will be.

So, this gynecologist, he has the stripper whacked. Problem solved, right?

Wrong! Guy gets nervous.

Sets it up so another doctor at his practice, a rival, looks like the

He plants evidence.

It's a good idea, in theory, but the finger comes pointing back to him.

Rab's supposed to have lost his cover during the struggle with Singer. I mean,

he would have been out there for four months.

But our tests show that it was more like four weeks.

So I checked the JAG security log and... What do you know?

A month ago, you were there.

In Commander Rabb's office.

You know, technology's an amazing thing. We can pick up latent print that a year

ago would have gone undetected.

You know why I always nail the doctors and the lawyers?

They overthink.

End of joke.

You probably know your Article 31 rights, but I kind of like reading them.

Wait. The truth is this was all an accident.

Oh, hold up. You're going to have to explain that one. The lieutenant

me. She threatened my family.

We argued.

She turned to leave. I tried to stop her. I grabbed her. We struggled. She

over the railing.

I was going to call for help, but it was too late. The river had taken her away.

And I was just too scared.

It's a good story.

A couple small problems.

We found her blood on the bridge where she slipped and hit her head on the

railing.

And I'm sure you thought she was dead.

That you'd killed her. Maybe you reached for your phone, but you had another

idea.

Lieutenant Singer didn't fall in the river, Commander.

She was thrown.

She drowned, Commander.

And that was no accident.

By the way, we checked the baby's blood type against your service record.

The child wasn't yours.

The $5 million Benatwa forwarded through the Huala broker network was picked up

four days ago. Cash.

Signature, K. Zahari.

You think Zahari is Hassan Muhammad, our trigger man?

I don't know.

Cash is moving, the clock's ticking.

By the way, our skipper told me your packages arrived looking a little jet

-lagged.

A little sleepy?

I got word that Lindsay pled out.

Involuntary manslaughter.

Eight years in Leavenworth. And get this, Abby finally pulled the

off Lieutenant Singer's plane ticket.

Designation wasn't S -A -N.

It was S -N -N. She wasn't going to San Diego.

She was going to Shannon, Ireland.

Shannon? Why? I don't know.

Maybe to see the baby's father.

I mean, we know it wasn't Lindsey.

Yeah. It wasn't Rab or his brother.

I still don't know who the dad is.

If it wasn't a killer, who cares?

I've got the director, sir. Put it up, Senior Chief.

Carlos Zahari listed as the director of the Institute of Advanced Oceanography

in Tunis.

Institute's a non -profit. No assets apart from a 30 -year -old fishing

Until a few days ago when they bought an unmanned submersible.

Asking price, $5 million.

Took delivery 58 hours ago.

Sorrento.

Give me a list of all ports with naval assets within a 58 -hour sail of

Sorrento. Naval. Is secure.

Can. Same thing.

80 -year -old fishing trawlers on a boat to carry an unmanned submersible.

We're on a list of all research vessels leased in the last year, 90 tons or

more.

Woods Hole, National Geographic.

Institute of Advanced Oceanography leased the Deep Blue Explorer Panama

Registry. Check with the coastal cops, see if they've submitted a navigational

plan. Aye, sir.

Spanish Coastal Civil Guard Patrol has Deep Blue Explorer trotting a course

the deep.

Rota carrier pulls into Rota this morning. I was waiting on the call.

Hey, how's your friend?

Hello, how are you? Yes Get

a shot of everyone hide as you can let me know

when you got a match

Negative,

Matt.

Negative, Matt.

We have a mess. We got an I .D.

It's Mohammed.

Mohammed, the captain.

Move in.

Tengo sus previsiones. No, no son para nosotros.

Dije, no son para nosotros, a ese.

Okay. Hey, hey!

Aquí a los cibos. Get ready.

Look at me He

ducks into the pilot house, let's go

I'm sorry.

I almost blew it.

Almost?

I still like you.