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Imprecation
Gibbs couldn't help wondering what the petty officer had stumbled into. They'd found lots of casings that matched a shotgun from nearby their crime scene, however, there were no bullets to be found. Even Ducky's autopsy hadn't found any bullet wounds in any of their victims.
If they hadn't tied him to so many other civilian deaths, he'd think it was natural. They all seemed to die of natural causes, but there were too many deaths to actually be natural. Only one death so far had been in the Navy, but if they couldn't figure out what was going on there would be more he was sure.
Gibbs wasn't one for superstition or myths, but without any evidence he was beginning to think someone had placed an imprecation on either the men or this case. He could only hope someone found proof of something soon.
