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Schadenfreude
Tony stared at the remains of the fire that killed over 100 navy enlisted and could only imagine the schadenfreude of the arsonist in his mind. Whoever this guy was, he clearly gained pleasure from the misfortune of others. Every corpse had a look of terror in their eyes.
Tony had no idea what had happened here, but something terribly wrong clearly had. To take out so many petty officers and other crew members and leave them dying with looks of terror on their face, this was not your normal murderer.
Tony knew one thing. The dead couldn’t be in better hands. There was no way Gibbs would stop before he found their murderer.
