01x18 - T'N'T (2)

[bunniefuu]

Previously.

I'm texting with Agent Tenant.

A missing witness from an old
case of mine might've turned up

in Oahu, and she's checking it
out for me.

This is about a munitions
expl*si*n in Afghanistan.

Actually Director, since this is
still my case I would like to

- put this one to bed myself.
- We don't know this witness.

And Torres does, wouldn't hurt to
have him.

You don't get it, if you guys
found me that means they found me too.

- As long as...
- (g*nshots)

(TORRES COUGHING)

- Tennant, you hit?
- TENNANT: No.

- You?
- I'm good.

Can't say the same for him.

(g*nf*re)

We got to make a move.

Okay.

(EXHALES) Queen of the Castle.

I'm down. Three, two, go.

Go!

TORRES: Tennant, you.

Reloading. Well,

Your Majesty, they took
cover behind that structure.

(QUIETLY): Go.

Clear. Clear here, too.

TORRES: Who the hell were those guys?

I haven't been ambushed in a while.

You've been here for three hours.

- Well, I'm an acquired taste.
- (CHUCKLES)

Hey, Jesse.
We just got hit on Kam Highway.

Two gunmen, they fled. One dead body.

Tennant? Strike that.

Jennings is gone.

Hang on.

♪

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

TENNANT: Our missing victim
is Kyle Jennings.

Former employee of Fortress,
a w*r-zone private contractor.

Any idea who hit you?

Best guess, two to three-man team.

Two men came, drew us from the car,

someone came and took the body.

You get anything else?

Well, yes and no.

I mean, no fingerprints,

no blood trail, so...

A professional crew, highly trained.

Yeah, and highly motivated,

going after federal
agents in broad daylight.

They must have left something behind.

Well, we're scouring the area.
If it's here, we'll find it.

He okay over there?

You good, Nick?

Yeah, it's just, uh,

this is the most beautiful place
I've ever been shot at.

These views never get old.

You know, I wish I had a few more days,

just so I can have
the full Hawai'i experience.

Snorkeling, sunsets by the beach,

one too many Mai Tais at a luau.

Full tourist mode.

Yeah, it doesn't seem likely now.

Well, you never know.

Would help if we had a
little more information.

Our suspects got a clean getaway.

Not totally clean.

TENNANT: Tire tracks.

It's time for me to read the
rest of the team in on this.

Marine Corporal Daniel Menlo.

Died in a munitions blast
five years ago in Afghanistan.

Private w*r-zone contractor.

Fortress took responsibility.

TORRES: Claimed it was an accident.

Improper grenade storage.

Big companies don't usually admit fault

for stuff like that.

Yeah, not without pointing
the finger at someone.

Mm-hmm.

Greg Winslow,
a Fortress munitions specialist.

Fortress claims he improperly
stored the grenades.

They apologized, paid a fine,

- and...
- KAI: Let me guess.

Fired Greg Winslow.

Since Corporal Menlo
was based in Quantico,

I went to Afghanistan to investigate.

You speak to Winslow?

He'd already been sent stateside.

Died in a single-car accident
a week later.

Drove his SUV into the Potomac.

And they pinned it all on him.

But there was one piece missing.

TENNANT: Kyle Jennings.

Another Fortress operator.

Stationed in Afghanistan.

And the only survivor
of the munitions blast.

He also went missing
before I could question him.

TENNANT: Fortress claims

he fled from the accident

and never reported in.

He's been M.I.A. for five years.

So, how'd you track him to Hawai'i?

I've been receiving
anonymous tips for years.

A city, a motel name,

photos of Jennings in iconic locations.

By the time I ran them,
Jennings would be gone.

TENNANT: Until two days ago.

Torres received this selfie
of Jennings on the North Shore.

We went and picked him up
before he could flee.

Then you got attacked.

Now Jennings is dead
and his body is gone.

Could the anonymous source be the one

who organized the attack?

Used you to smoke him out?

Someone inside Fortress?

Both possible.

Yeah, but why take the body?

Add that the list of things

we got to figure out.

Ernie is trying to track down

whoever's sending the tips.

Hopefully, we can narrow down that list.

All right, well, we'll keep working
on finding the men who attacked you.

Hey, if I may...

If I can just...

I'd like to address the
elephant in the room.

I know there's all these
rumors going around

about what happened with
Tennant and I back in Orlando,

but I just wanted to say,

it was just a conference, all right?

Like, nothing happened,

all right? Everything
was purely professional.

This-this T'N'T nickname...

Come on, man, there's...

there's no secret
meaning behind it, okay?

Yeah.

They didn't know.

Hmm.

(PHONE VIBRATES)

Ernie's got something.

Mm.

Where's my backpack?

- It's right...
- Can you... Sure.

T'N'T?

Okay, what happened in Orlando?

I have so many questions.

Okay.

T'N'T, huh?

Tennant and Torres.

Of course they texted you immediately.

Hey, don't get me wrong.
A solid nickname.

- But matching tattoos?
- Where'd you get that?

Nowhere. Just fishing.

Okay, moving on.

Right, right.

Anonymous source sending
you leads on Kyle Jennings.

That would be nice.

I got nothing.
Series of encrypted IP addresses

bouncing back and forth.

Torres' people in D.C.
didn't have any luck, either.

You know I don't believe in luck.

Meaning you found something else?

Just info on your tire tracks.

Based on the tread depth, size
and pattern, we're looking

for a rear-engine
four-wheel drive vehicle

capable of off-roading.

Specifically,
a cream-colored VW Vanagon.

You got all that from tire tracks?

I got some of that from the tracks.

The vehicle itself I got from
traffic cams along your route.

Vanagon followed you to the ambush.

- BOLO out?
- Yep.

But I'm not done.

Forensics found trace amounts of pollen

inside your tracks,
from a Selenicereus pteranthus.

That's the Latin name for...

Princess of the Night.

It's a night-blooming
cactus. Pretty rare.

Oh, you got mad botany skills.

Only one place on this island

where you can camp that has these.

Lulumahu Botanical Garden.

How many campsites?

- .
- All right.

Looks like Torres might get
some sightseeing in after all.

T'N'T is back, baby.

(SCOFFS)

(DOOR OPENS)

TORRES: You know, when I
vacation with this much sunshine,

I'm kind of a sit-by-the-pool
kind of guy.

Well, quicker we find our suspects,

the sooner we'll make that a reality.

I think there's another campsite

just around that monkeypod tree.

I'm impressed, Torres. Oh, don't be.

I saw a sign back there.

No, I mean, I'm impressed
you stuck with this case

even after it seemed wrapped up.

Not everyone would.

Well, I flew back with
Corporal Menlo's, uh, body.

I met his family on the tarmac.

And I promised them I, I'd find answers.

Technically there was an answer.

Mm, yeah.

"Accident" didn't ring true to me.

Plus, I felt like I left
a mess in Afghanistan.

So you needed to clean it up.

- Rule .
- Rule .

Take the right.

GREG: Special Agent Torres.

We meet at last.

I'm sorry.

I have no idea who you are.

Really?

But I do need you to lower that weapon.

Please and thank you.

You really don't know who I am?

Of course I know who you are.

You're Greg Winslow.

Fortress operator who drove
his car into the Potomac.

(HANDCUFFS CLICK)

Not so dead after all.

(GREG SIGHS)

Relax, Greg. You're
surrounded by federal agents.

(SCOFFS) Five years anticipating
a sn*per's b*llet.

Hard habit to break.

TORRES: Well, you're safe.

- And we have some questions.
- (CHUCKLES)

I promise, whatever you believe
happened isn't what happened.

So you didn't fake your own death,

follow us and k*ll Jennings?

Well, you got that only partly wrong.

Two out of three, % or rather . %.

- Focus.
- (EXHALES)

I did fake my own death
and I was following you,

but I didn't k*ll Jennings.
That was Fortress.

Well, why did Fortress
want Jennings dead?

Because you finally caught him.

They needed to close the loop.

(SOFTLY): Because the
expl*si*n in Afghanistan

was no accident.

(WHISPERS): It was intentional.

Yeah, we know.

You do?

Question is, why?

Oh, no clue.

All I know is, Jennings was the last one

near the depot before the big kaboom.

What is Jennings' connection
with Corporal Menlo?

Look, I worked for Fortress.

But I-I just managed munitions depots.

I wasn't out doing stuff.

But Jennings was.

Doing stuff?

Yeah, he was working
in concert with the Marines.

Securing villages cleared of bad actors.

Did he ever work directly
with Corporal Menlo?

Well, the percentage chance would...

(SIGHS) I don't know.

You don't know much.

You sure faking your own death
wasn't an overreaction?

I know one thing.
I didn't blow up the depot.

But Fortress framed me, fired
me and was gonna k*ll me,

so I did it first,
and then I made it my mission

to find Jennings.

You're the one who's been
giving Torres anonymous tips.

GREG: Well, thankfully,
he acted on them.

Torres is the Batman to my Robin.

- Hmm?
- The Sherlock to my Watson. The, uh...

All right, I get the metaphor.

Can I just say that this is nice?

The banter, you know,
sitting on a bench.

Haven't had a real conversation
in years.

Okay. Look, if Fortress

tried to k*ll you
and actually k*lled Jennings,

- there's got to be a reason.
- Yeah.

Kind of hoping
you guys can find out why.

LUCY: What do y'all know

about BASE jumping?

Enough not to do it.

Think it's possible to BASE jump
off Cinderella's Castle?

- Tennant and Torres?
- Mm-hmm.

Spoke to a friend at the field
office in Jacksonville.

And they told you that our boss

was BASE jumping in an amusement park?

Said it was a series of dares
and they never actually jumped.

You hear the words
coming out of your mouth?

I do. Just vetting it.

Well, how about we vet
Greg Winslow's story first?

He says that Jennings was responsible

for the expl*si*n. Why?

If it was money, would have been cash.

I pulled Jennings' financials...

Not a dollar in or out since he ran.

The guy disappeared after the expl*si*n.

On and off the radar for five years.

I mean, he clearly had resources.

LUCY: And motivation.

Didn't want to be found
by Torres or Fortress.

He knew something and got k*lled for it.

Yeah, but they didn't just k*ll him.

I mean, they took his body.

If it was just about what he knew,

why make his body disappear?

Seems like the body itself
was important.

Maybe his body was evidence.

Exactly.

Oh, creepy. But interesting.

So, how do you make a body
totally disappear?

You dump it in the ocean.

Coast Guard and HPD

have been searching waterways.

- Nothing yet.
- You burn it.

Nothing to find if it's ashes.

All right, let's find
local incinerators.

Places that our suspects
could get access.

Hey, hey, Ernie?

That still leaves the question

of why our suspects went
to all this trouble.

Well, D.C. sent us
the original case file.

Maybe there's something we missed.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

(DOOR BEEPS, OPENS)

So...

- You see her, too, right?
- Yeah. Yeah, I do.

Uh, I-I'm sorry.

Hi. You are...?

Special Agent Jessica Knight.

Legend of the REACT team,
expert negotiator,

general badass.

I read the newsletter.

Parker sent me,

along with the Afghanistan case files.

And to make sure Torres comes
home without any b*llet wounds.

My team has gone through
enough personnel changes.

Hmm. Well, I'm Special Agent Tara.

This is Ernie.

- Hi.
- Uh, he doesn't really like it

when people are sitting in his chair.

ERNIE: Uh, Lucy, hush, hush.

It's-it's okay.

Well, I'm not sure you're
gonna be enlightened

by this case file, it is pretty thin.

But I also bring
expertise with Fortress.

They've tried recruiting me
over the years,

offering big money, big benefits.

- Ugh. Who'd want that?
- ERNIE: That makes sense.

Overpaying for talent
is sort of their thing.

Along with disregard
for moral and ethical lines.

Can't think of anyone better
suited to make a body disappear.

What-what do we have in the case file?

Fortress was trying
to put this to bed quickly, so,

not much. Um, can I sit?

- Yes, yes.
- Okay. Um...

So we've got some

video footage of the expl*si*n.

Been trying to put it up on
your monitor, but I can't seem

to figure out your clicker situation.

Oh, sorry.

Sorry. That's for my jellyfish.

Groovy, huh?

- Totally.
- Yeah.

Here you go.

LUCY: Well,

that tells us nothing.

Not enough to prove it was intentional.

Uh, not enough to prove it wasn't.

So, what do we do?

We recreate it.

You can do that?

I can do many things, milady.

What?

Oh, nothing.

(QUIETLY): You got a type.

(SIGHS)

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Slow down there, buddy.

It's just so good.

Tastes of the island.

- Mm.
- It's from a local place.

It was actually meant
for the both of you.

Sorry, dude. You want in on this?

Nah, I'm good.

All I've been eating are MREs

and day-old taquitos from -Eleven.

Well, someone needs
to learn about takeout.

We'll get more.

I take it since I'm back in
gen pop, you believe my story?

Looking into it.

But as a colleague of ours likes to say,

"If it seems
someone's out to get you..."

"They usually are."

We have more questions.

- I've told you everything I know.
- You haven't told us

how you managed to get intel
on Jennings' movements

when no one else could.

- Well, that's easy. Darlene.
- TORRES: Darlene?

What's that? Is that, like,

a computer program? Some kind of, uh,

- Fortress whistleblower?
- It's Jennings' mom.

She's a lovely woman.

TENNANT: Okay. I'm sorry.

You're in contact with Jennings' mother?

We became friends on social media.

I used an alias, of course. Um...

(SNAPS FINGERS) Rick from Roanoke.

Former school teacher and
avid antiquer, just like her.

You know, I, too, don't understand

why people buy jeans
with holes already in them.

So you got Darlene chatting
about her son?

Well, he never called or visited,

but he did send postcards

from whatever exotic locale he was in.

It's the one mistake Jennings made.

TORRES: When you go off the grid...

... you can't keep in touch with anyone.

I have a sister in Albuquerque
who thinks I'm dead.

You know how many times

I've wanted to call
and tell her I'm not?

Look, you've known Tennant the longest.

What do you think happened in Orlando?

I don't do gossip,
especially about our boss.

Plus, I already know what happened.

Wait. Want to give me a hint?

I'll tell you this.

It involved a crashed wedding,
a stolen pontoon boat

and a, uh, adolescent alligator.

Are you...

Excuse me.

Closed today.

NCIS Agents Boone and Holman.

Anyone going in or out?

No, 'cause we're closed.

Well, maybe you noticed
something unusual?

I don't usually have cops
asking me questions.

We were just wondering

if someone maybe got
access to the facility.

Been here all day. No one's come by.

All day?

Yeah. Why?

Well, last I checked,

Whaler's Sound doesn't deliver.

Ugh. Fine. You got me.

I ran around the corner for some
shrimp, but the gate's locked.

See?

You said today was an off day?

Uh-huh.

Why is there smoke coming
from that chimney?

Shut it down!

(ALARM SOUNDING)

(GROANS)

Not much left, is there?

Lucky we got anything at all.

Yeah, a few more minutes
in the incinerator,

- it would have been all ash.
- That's actually a myth.

Contrary to popular belief,

burning a body does not turn it to ash.

You get more of a coarse sand

with bone fragments, sometimes teeth.

That's, uh...

good to know. (SNIFFLES)

Lye, gentlemen, heated to degrees.

Soak a body for three hours.

All that's left is liquid.

Or so I'm told.

And the identity?

Well, based off DNA
and the medical records,

this is Kyle Jennings.

Assuming you can't
tell us much more about him.

As I said, you didn't give me
much to work with.

But I can get a lot from very little.

Is there something specific
you're looking for?

We believe Jennings was incinerated

because there may be
something on his body

connected to a cold case.

Well, I did find high levels
of aluminum powder

in the bone fragments.

- Oh, from the b*ll*ts that k*lled him?
- No. b*ll*ts are made

of copper, lead and steel, not aluminum.

Yeah, quite right.

Aluminum powder is
more often found in expl*sives.

I took the liberty of flipping through

our victim's medical records
and found this chestnut.

Dr. Eric Cutter, trauma Surgeon.

Last name's a bit on the nose
and also misleading,

since he's pioneering the use of magnets

to remove shrapnel from deep tissue.

This report is four years old.

Apparently, Jennings had a fragment

lodged in his upper back.

Dr. Cutter was prepared to operate.

Jennings disappeared before he could.

So we were right.

Jennings was the evidence.

(LOCK BEEPS)

All that food upstairs
made me want to order lunch.

It looks like y'all already did.

What? Oh, yeah. We're good, Luce.

Get anything for me?

Ew.

So what are you all doing?

Computer simulation of
the munitions expl*si*n.

Lets us see how accidental it was.

If you'll do the honors.

Mm. Thank you, my lad.

Well,

there you have it.

I told you we'd learn something.

What did we learn?

Munitions depot stored mainly
small arms ammunition.

If the expl*si*n had been
initiated by a faulty grenade,

the blast would have had a chain effect.

A series of smaller explosions.

But this was a-a big boom.

Initiated by some kind of

primary charge
setting off high expl*sives.

BOTH: C- .

Okay, well, C- wasn't on the inventory.

Means someone must have planted it.

TENNANT: We know the expl*si*n

of the munitions dump was intentional.

Set off with some kind of IED

that led to the death of Corporal Menlo.

And since Jennings was
the last man standing

before the expl*si*n...

And had a piece of shrapnel
lodged in his back

that was likely part of the device...

Looks like he set the b*mb.

Okay, but why?

It all comes back to Fortress.

What do we know about them?

Five years ago, they were
the plucky underdogs

of the private contractor set.
Lean, mean,

willing to handle security
in the hottest zones.

No job too dirty.

And it paid off.

They've grown ten-fold over
the last few years, taking on

multiple government
contracts with operations

in a dozen locations,
including a training facility

here on Oahu.

All because of their CEO, Brent Spooner.

Mm. Another plucky underdog.

Started as an operator for Fortress

and rose through the ranks

to take over.

SPOONER: These are uncertain times.

Security in the st century
requires complex response.

How do we protect ourselves?

Well, the answer is Fortress.

Our personnel are highly-trained
and highly-motivated

to assess threats
and implement harm reduction.

Your security is our priority.

Charming.

In a post-apocalyptic,
paramilitary sort of way.

All right.
What else do we know about him?

He ran the Fortress mission
in Afghanistan

when the expl*si*n happened.

He and his men were providing
ground security in the region.

- You think he was involved?
- JESSE: I think he knows more

than he said back then.

I mean, whoever k*lled Jennings
had resources.

Where is he now?

KAI: Fortress global
headquarters in Virginia.

Torres could have his team question him.

We need to learn more about him.

And what Fortress was
into in Afghanistan.

Easier said than done.

They have thousands of employees

working alongside military

across the country,
including Pearl Harbor.

What's your point?

If they're willing
to ambush two federal agents

and steal a body, they could
impede the investigation

in other ways, too.

I mean, it could be... could be
floating nearby right now.

TENNANT: Okay, a little paranoid,

but point taken.

Ernie, check badge swipes.

See if anyone pops up
with a connection to Fortress.

- Kai?
- Yeah.

Let's visit their training facility.

See what services they have.

We just gonna walk in there
and announce ourselves?

That's exactly what we're gonna do.

Sort of like crashing a wedding, right?

Don't know what you mean, but sure.

You got no game at all, dude. (LAUGHS)

(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)

HOLT: Fortress Oahu is the premiere

military training facility
in the Western hemisphere.

We offer conditioning, advanced tactics,

and, of course, SERE courses that rival

any Tier One training.

Impressive campus.

Well, Brent had a vision.

The Future of The Future of Security.

Sounds better when
Brent says it. (LAUGHS)

KAI: The future
of the future looks expensive, Ms. Holt.

Please, call me Tessa.

You've come at an exciting time.

We're about to go public. Brent's making

the IPO announcement today.

So the question is,

how can Fortress enhance
your tactical requirements?

Well, NCIS is looking
to outsource some assets

for a sensitive overseas operation.

What kind of operation?

Or can you not say?

Let's keep it vague.

But it's high risk, high reward.

And we're particularly
interested in operators

with experience in Afghanistan.

I did a tour with the Marines
out of Bagram.

I worked with some... some top-notch

Fortress guys in the Central Highlands

about five years ago, and I
would love to connect with them,

since we have a shorthand.

Do you have names?

Kind of work we were doing,

names didn't really come into play.

Understood.

TENNANT: Can we get a list of personnel

who worked the Central Highlands then?

I'm sure you understand

that discretion is one of the
founding principles at Fortress.

Discretion is important to us, too.

Keeping the Navy's secrets and all.

We're not supposed to disclose
the names of employees.

TENNANT: I'll be honest.

We're going on a limb bringing
in outside specialists for this,

but it's for national security.

Mm, big game hunting, Tessa.

How big?

The future of the future depends on it.

(EXHALES)

This is every Fortress operator

who worked in Afghanistan
five years ago.

- What am I supposed to do with it?
- TORRES: Look through them.

Find anyone you recognize
from munitions depot.

(SIGHS)

Uh...

We were in-country.

Beards and camo. These...
These guys look like Boy Scouts.

Well, then, imagine them with beards.

This is your best shot?

TENNANT: You were there, Greg.
We weren't.

You're our best shot at
identifying any other suspects.

It was five years ago, and...

I was a glorified supply specialist.

I can't just pick 'em out of a hat.

You got to try.

I literally gave up my life
to give you Jennings.

He's all I had. This is a waste of time!

Wasn't for you, there'd be no case.

Corporal Menlo would be forgotten.

And now, because of you,

two teams of NCIS agents are going

to bring his K*llers to justice.

And they're gonna give you
your life back.

Greg.

You got to just keep
pushing a little more.

Look through the photos.

TORRES: And this time,

we got you three lunches.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Okay.

Give me some time.

Boom-Boom's on assignment,
so I'm flying solo here.

What's a Boom-Boom?

He defies categorization, but

I did do research on

aluminum compounds used
in incendiary devices.

Actually, not necessary.

The history of priming
charges is fascinating.

You know, Kasie is sort of

a savant when it comes to...

They're unique from the primers
used in firing pins

or to initiate a rocket launch.

- Ernie...
- I get a little confused with

time fuses versus command fuses...

(AIR HORN BLOWS)

What was that for?

Well, just making sure you got
your listening ears on, Burt.

It's Ernie, and I was just trying to...

Demolition-splain.

But there's no need to, 'cause
we already got the answer.

Well, why didn't you say so?

The metal compound you retrieved
from Jennings' remains

contains an aluminum base which we know

can conduct electrical current
to a primary charge.

Common in most detonators.

But what's less common

is the gold nanoparticles

I found in my analysis.

Well, gold as in gold?

It's malleable and ductile,

making it extremely practical
in all kinds of engineering.

Including b*mb-making.

Mm-hmm. It also reacts favorably

to an optical initiation device,

which I'm fairly certain you have here.

- Amazing, isn't it?
- This-this... it's amazing.

Uh, let's-let's pretend

I still don't get it.

Every b*mb has a signature,

and every b*mb maker leaves
identifying factors

in his or her design.

And an optical initiation device...

Is very rare.

Making it easier for us
to figure out who made the b*mb.

If we confirm this detonator
came from a Fortress operator...

We can tie them

to the m*rder of Corporal Menlo.

We have one of their
munitions experts upstairs.

Maybe ask him.

And here I thought
Burt was the smart one.

Do you think Greg will be able to ID

what kind of detonator Fortress uses?

Well, according to his file,
he helped design them.

Nice to officially meet you, by the way.

Torres tells me good things.

What kind of things?

Work things.

I swear.

Where is he? Restroom? Kitchen?

Tennant, do you have the
authority to lock down the base?

Yeah.

You might want to do it now.

Fortress got to him.

He's gone.

What do we know about Greg?

He used a phone in the bullpen
and made a call

to his sister's house in New Mexico.

seconds later,
slipped out of the building.

And do we know who delivered that food?

We're working on finding out.

Tell me Greg is still on the base.

Best we figure, he joined a
tour group that was leaving.

Torres is trying
to track the group down.

We need the Albuquerque police
to check in on Greg's sister.

Already did.

She's not at her house.
No idea where she went.

It's Fortress, right?
They got to his sister.

They compelled him to leave.

Probably gave him instructions
on where to meet.

Wherever it is,
he's walking into a trap.

Greg left us something
before he disappeared.

These are the Fortress operators
in Afghanistan five years ago.

He circled three photos.

KNIGHT: Honestly, Nick,
we're just in the basement.

You couldn't walk a flight of stairs?

Relax. I'm still
at the guard gate waiting

for info on the tour group
that Greg left with.

What do we know about the men he ID'd?

Uh, they worked directly with
Kyle Jennings five years ago.

All part of a security mission
in the Central Highlands.

Marine Recon unit
was clearing out local militias

from the provinces.

These guys were securing
the villages afterwards.

- Corporal Menlo's unit?
- ERNIE: Yes.

They cleared and secured
a dozen villages,

but one stands out.

Took down a militia stronghold.

Found a cache of stolen U.S. currency.

Wait. I can't see.
What are we looking at?

A crapload of cash.

If I'm eyeballing it...

$ million?

- I guessed .
- (GASPS) Hey.

- (LAUGHING): Hey to you, too.
- (LAUGHS)

But according to the official records,

only million was delivered
to the Bagram Air Base.

You want to guess whose job
it was to deliver the money?

Fortress.

Kyle Jennings and his three
buddies are in this photo.

Corporal Menlo, too.

Menlo realizes
these guys stole the money,

but before he can report it,

they sabotage the munitions depot.

Yeah. Jennings set up the b*mb,
but got caught up in the blast.

He was a loose end.

And that leaves Greg, and
he's still nowhere to be found.

Stealing million in cash and
getting out of Afghanistan...

That requires a lot of logistics.

Along with making sure the b*mb
looked like an accident.

One other person of note
is in this photo.

Brent Spooner,

Fortress's CEO.

And he was personally responsible

for getting the cash back to Bagram.

Yeah. All right, thanks.

All three of our Fortress operators

are here on the island.

They arrived within
a couple of hours of Torres.

Oh, they were monitoring me somehow.

And by now, they'll have Greg,
and try to figure out

how much he told us, then k*ll him.

Oh. Where would they take him?

KAI: It's got to be somewhere safe

from prying eyes
where they can interrogate him.

Fortress compound is a perfect spot.

It's remote, secure.

And it's empty.

The entire Fortress organization will be

at the viewing of Brent
Spooner's IPO announcement.

Lucy and Knight
are already on their way.

Let's go meet 'em.

- Listen, Torres?
- Mm.

I promised Knight I wouldn't
let you get shot at again.

Oh, it's all good.

I'll just hide behind your tall one.

Not all good for me.

Through the entirety of history,

civilization has needed
stalwart defenders.

The Spartan hoplite, the Roman
centurion, the Japanese samurai.

Today, Fortress take its place
amongst this noble tradition,

offering superior stability

at an unprecedented market share.

Because we are going public.

And the world will never be the same.

Kai, Lucy, heading
into the training area.

Interrogation chambers are

on the far end of the grounds.

Copy that, boss. Got you covered.

Just saw one of our suspects go in.

(WHISPERING): Let's go.

What's our move here, boss?

Guess I'll just hide behind you
for a while, like Torres said.

(LAUGHS BREATHLESSLY)

Kai, sh**ter's on the far right ridge.

LUCY: Got him.

Heading in.

You know, you could, uh,
tell me what really happened

in Orlando to pass the time.

(RAPID g*nf*re)

Torres, Greg's in the chamber
with at least one suspect.

I'm all over it.

Federal agents!

sh**ter down. We're clear.

Get back!

(LAUGHING)

What's so funny?

(LAUGHS SOFTLY) Batman.

(GRUNTING)

You guys good?

- That's a good shot.
- Yeah. Thanks for that.

Where's Torres?

(GRUNTING)

(LOUD GRUNTING)

Whoa! Sorry.

Gonna need you alive.

(HANDCUFFS CLICKING)

- That was awesome.
- You doing all right, Greg?

Um, you know, definitely not.

Plus, they gave me a lot of drugs.

Well, we're gonna get you out of here.

Hey, my sister...

- What about her?
- TENNANT: Don't worry.

We have contacts in New Mexico.

We're gonna find her.

(SIGHS)

TORRES: Let's go.

TENNANT: Here we are.

SUSPECT: What is this?

This is your crossroads.

You're about to make
the biggest choice of your life.

You choose to talk,

tell us everything about
Corporal Menlo's m*rder,

the cash you stole, Kyle Jennings,

Brent Spooner's role in all this.

- I got nothing to say.
- Mm.

Or you can choose not to talk.

We uncuff you, let you go.

He's wondering what the catch is.

Just give him a beat.
He hasn't worked it out yet.

Mm-hmm.

You'll toss me off the cliff?

TORRES: Mm. No.

No. No, sir.

We're gonna let you go.

Because there's absolutely nothing worse

that we can do to you

than what Spooner will

when he finds out you're free.

- He's gonna assume you talked.
- TORRES: Or he's gonna assume

we're following you, and at that point,

it will be too risky to let you live.

You'll end up like Jennings
and Greg, living in the shadows,

- always looking over your shoulder.
- TORRES: Yeah.

With a big target on your back
the rest of your life.

- Which won't be much.
- No, I mean,

I'd give him about a month
before he gets tracked down.

Nah.

- I feel less optimistic.
- Less?

- Mm-hmm.
- No.

- Yeah.
- All right, well, let's take

those cuffs off, and you know,
maybe you can prove us wrong.

Wait. Wait.

- I'll talk.
- That's a good choice.

(GRUNTS)

Get me to the airfield now.

Yeah.

Yeah, I need you to clear my schedule

for the rest of the week.

Yeah, I know we're booked solid.
Just do it.

Make sure the jet's ready to go.

Yeah, I'll tell the pilot the
destination when I get there.

I'm thinking one of the Gulf states.

Uh, Saudi Arabia is nice
this time of year, maybe Brunei.

Neither one has, uh,
extradition to the U.S.

Uh, who the hell are you?

Honestly, though,

that dry heat is gonna be
brutal on the pores.

Maybe the Ivory Coast
instead. I don't know.

I'm just spitballing here.

Let me out of the car.

Uh, kind of a moot point now, since, uh,

there's been a change in your itinerary.

Where are you taking me?

NCIS Headquarters.

(LAUGHS)

What... what-what is this?

This is what happens
when you steal $ million

from the U.S. government
and k*ll a Marine.

Oh, no, I know that look.

You feel like the best day

in your life just turned
into the worst, but

I promise you...

there are worse days to come.

You can get out now.

(DOORS UNLOCK)

Just talked to the Albuquerque police.

Your sister got grabbed
off the street by a couple

of Fortress operators,

locked in a roadside motel.

TORRES: The cops found her
safe and sound.

Obviously, a little shaken up
when she heard that, uh,

you were still alive.

She's waiting for you back home.

So, that-that means...

TORRES: No more running.

No more campsites.

(SOBS)

You're free to be alive again.

I-I don't know how to thank you. Um...

Listen...

we're the ones
that should thank you, Greg.

You kept this case alive.

I have an agent outside who will
help set up your travel.

Thank you.

(LAUGHING): Okay. Okay.

All right, man.

You better go.

Guess you got to go, too.

Yeah, I think so.

But two things.

One... sorry about that
T'N'T thing out there. Mm.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

And two... uh,

that was fun.

Almost getting k*lled together?

Twice?

Well, I mean, it's not
getting trapped on the top

of the Citrus Tower for a night,
but, uh, hey, it'll do.

Listen.

What happened in Orlando...

It will stay in Orlando.

See ya, Nick.

See you, Jane.

All right, you have
my work cell, my personal cell

- and my other cell here.
- Got it.

And you still owe me
that five-layer dip recipe.

Oh, it's so bad, but it's so good.

JESSE: All right, wrap it up.
We got a schedule

- to keep here.
- Oh. Flight's not for a few hours.

Yeah, we have a bit of a detour.

Want to make sure you get the most

out of your Hawai'i experience.

Well, from what I've seen so far,

it is mostly government
buildings and sh**t-outs.

LUCY: Mm-hmm.

But totally cool. (LAUGHS)

Well, that is gonna change.

Yeah, we're gonna give you
the nickel tour.

All right, but we better move fast

if we want to catch sunset on the beach.

Ah.

- Torres, come on.
- (ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

TORRES: Coming!

♪ Henehene kou 'aka ♪

♪ Kou le 'ale 'a paha ♪

♪ He mea ma 'a mau ia, for you and I. ♪