After she had them settled in the spacious conference room with coffee and soft drinks, Dr. Chung's assistant asked. "Who would you like me to track down first?"
"I think Dr. Reid and I would like to start with Cal," Blake told her. "I suspect he is probably going to have to take us on a walk through the building."
"And we would like to start with Dr. Snow's lab tech," Rossi decided. "If she isn't available, the Department Secretary will do."
"Cal will be easy," the woman assured them. "He is most likely in the mud lab which is just down the hall from here. I'll let you know which one of the other two I can locate."
A short time later, the conference room door opened revealing a wizen man, dressed in well washed khaki trousers and a light blue work shirt, with sleeves rolled up to the elbows. "Doctors?" he asked, looking around as he walked in.
"You must be Cal," Blake stood up and offered her hand. "Dr. Blake."
"Doctor." As Cal shook her proffered hand, Blake could feel the calluses and rough skin resulting from many years of field work.
"And, Dr. Reid," Blake indicated the other agent, who gave the lab tech a brief wave.
"Let's sit down here," she suggested moving away from the rest of the team to the far end of the room.
"What can I help you two with?" the lab tech inquired once they were seated.
"We understand you might know whether some things were left behind when the medical school moved out of this building," Reid began.
"Despite what some people say, that was before my time," Cal chuckled. "However, I do know that there are two large closets in the basement full of who-knows-what. There might be some things from the old school stored in them."
"In the basement?" Blake stood up. "Can we go check?"
"Dr. Chung did say to give you all the help you need," Cal replied as he also stood up. "You two ready for a field trip?" He led the way out of the conference room.