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Mawkish
The Peruvian leader stepped towards McGee menacingly.
McGee immediately stammered, “Wait, wait, wait”
“What is it?” The Peruvian leader growled. They were running out of time. He’d heard that a new king had already been found which would make their take over even harder. The royal family apparently bred like rabbits and despite killing most of them, they’d still managed to find another one. He needed information and he needed it now.
“Boss.” McGee turned to Gibbs.
“McGee.” Gibbs glared back.
“If I die here, give my love to Abby.” McGee spoke with a shade of mawkish embarrassment, but he met Gibbs eyes head on.
McGee may not have the same connection with Gibbs that Tony did, but Gibbs could read the younger man a lot better than McGee could read him. Gibbs nodded in understanding. He would tell Abby what she needed to know.
“Shut up!” The Peruvian leader growled. “Now, here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to tell me what I want to know and every time you fail, an incision will be made into this lovely specimen.” He gestured at McGee.
Gibbs glared back at the Peruvian leader. McGee flinched at the threat. He was not looking forward to this at all.
When no further move was made, McGee and Gibbs just stared at the Peruvian leader waiting for whatever was going to happen.
The minions, at a look from the leader, grabbed McGee’s arms and pulled them behind him.
“Do you know this man?” The Peruvian leader asked thrusting a picture in front of McGee.
McGee glanced at the picture and then side eyed his boss. Gibbs subtly shook his head.
“No.” McGee replied softly, staring at the Peruvian leader to avoid staring at Tony’s face from when he was about twelve and giving anything away.
The Peruvian leader pulled out a swiss army knife and stabbed it directly into McGee’s shoulder. “Don’t lie to me.”
McGee cringed as pain blossomed around his shoulder, centered on where he’d just been stabbed. Still he knew better than to say anything. Gibbs had a reason for telling him to lie. He trusted his boss even if he didn’t know why this was happening.
Plus he had no desire to help anybody who was after Tony. This guy clearly wasn’t afraid to use torture to find Tony. That was never a sign of someone who actually cared about Tony. Still he’d barely recognized Tony from that photo. He couldn’t help thinking it was a good sign that they didn’t have any more recent photos of Tony.