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The heavy door swung open without a knock. Leroy Jethro Gibbs stepped into Director Morrow’s office, the air thick with tension. Coffee in one hand, a case file in the other, he moved with the quiet authority of a man who owned the room. He didn’t wait for an invitation. He crossed the expanse of polished wood, dropping the file onto the desk with a deliberate thud. His eyes, cold and assessing, locked onto Morrow. The silence between them was heavy, charged with unspoken warnings. Gibbs stood there, immovable, a statue of steel and suspicion, as the Director slid a slim red folder across the desk. The weight of the moment settled on Gibbs’ shoulders. He picked it up, his jaw tightening as the truth inside began to unfold. A new teammate. A Widow. A ghost from hell.