The telephone rang. Tim McGee answered.
"NCIS, Agent McGee speaking."
"I need to see you in person, Mr. Gemcity. I can't say too much over the phone. You never know who could be listening," a man on the other end said.
McGee lowered his voice, looking over at Ziva David and Tony DiNozzo. "Why are you calling me at work using my alias? My coworkers don't really like to talk about my writing."
"Again, I can't say much now. Meet me at twelve-hundred hours today at the New Big Wong restaurant in Chinatown."
"I can't," McGee said. "Especially not alone. Gibbs'll kill me!"
"Don't come alone. Bring Tommy and Lisa."
"Tommy and… Oh, Tony and Ziva? Why? What's going on?"
"I can't say much now. How many times do I need to say it? All I can say is that I'm passing the book to you."
"OK, fine. We'll be there. Who should I ask for when we get there?"