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    “Leaving it alone is going to be a little tough to do since I have a personal interest in discovering what’s going on there,” Randy pointed out. “You didn’t hear that girl on the phone, my friend. Something is going on over there at the Call Center. I think we need to keep moving this investigation forward. At least until I can meet with Alli and find out what is going on. There’s another doctor involved in this, and I’m going to go see him right now.”
     
    Chapter Nine
    Irving J. Moscovich M.D. was the head of Pediatric Neurosciences at the Children’s National Medical Center in Washington DC. During his recent internet searches, Randy had uncovered his name in several of the Call Center’s early newspaper reports, along with the now deceased Doctor Johnson’s. These two neurological experts seemed to have something to do with the planning and implementation of the Connect America project. The mystery surrounding Alli, the unusually intense security around the Call Center and the project, and now the untimely death of Doctor Johnson, was starting to keep Randy awake at night. He had Dr. Moscovich’s contact information, and Randy was determined to make this contact on his own terms.
    There was no word yet from Jessica the receptionist, so he decided to stop in to the Call Center for another visit. He could see from the security checkpoint that Jessica was not at her desk.
    Randy tried the friendly approach. “Hi, is Jessica working today?” he asked as he approached what looked like a young security officer, standing behind the reception desk. The blank stare on the young man’s face revealed nothing.
    “Who may I say is inquiring?” he asked, as he rifled through the desk to find some paper and a pen.
    “I’m a friend of hers,” Randy said. “Do you have any idea how I can contact her? I spoke to her a week ago, and left my number, but she hasn’t called back.”
    “Well, maybe you’re not her type, pal. Why don’t you give me your name and number, and if I see her, I’ll have her call you.”
    “That’s okay; never mind. She’s got my number, but thanks for your help, uhh, Jones.” His name badge was a security type, and only had his last name. And the last thing he was going to give a security officer was his name and phone number.
    Randy felt like he was running into more dead ends than a rat in a maze. He headed over to the Medical Center. Luckily, Dr. Moscovich was in. Randy was additionally surprised when he was able to walk right in to see him . Finally, a break in my favor, he thought as he waited.
    Doctor Moscovich was a massive and friendly man, with a corresponding massively friendly handshake.
    “What can I do for you, Mr. Fairchild?” he asked, with a deep voice and a strong German accent.
    “First, thank you so much for seeing me without an appointment; I know you are a busy man, so I will be as brief as possible. I am trying to locate a friend of mine, and I hope you might be able to help me. I understand that you may have been involved with the training of employees at the Federal Call Center, is that correct?”
    “I have been a consultant on a great number of projects, Mr. Fairchild, and many of them were government projects. What do you need to know exactly?”
    Randy proceeded to relate the story of speaking to one of the call handlers, and his suspicions about the work practices there. But when he mentioned her name, Alli, the color drained out of the doctor’s face.
    “I am sorry Mr. Fairchild, but I cannot help you.” The doctor stood, signaling the end of their meeting. “I can assure you that the Call Center was designed and built using the most modern techniques and training practices, and the utmost care was taken to meet the needs of all the employees. All Federal employees are well supervised, and the policies protecting workers are carefully followed. If you two have spoken on the phone, and she wants to contact you, I’m sure she will