Fingers crossed

We are in Baltimore at the docks. The fishing boat is still reporting in and so far there have been no incidents to make us think any of the crew has been infected.

My staff is setting up a trio of quarantine units in shipping containers right on the wharf. If all goes well, the shipping boat crew will be in them in a couple hours.

Admiral Davies is here and has commandeered for us a motorboat for travel to and from the boats. He has also brought a troop of National Guardsmen that have sealed off the wharf. Two of them, will be going to the boats with us to act as security. None of them volunteered for the security detail, but the two men ordered by the Admiral to accompany us seem capable and brave. As a civilian going out to investigate, I feel better having them with me.

I have to admit I have a bad feeling about the whole situation. I have certainly had the pleasure of touring my share of hot zones, but I would be lying to suggest I was not still shaky from the events surrounding Eugene's ship.

It is time to get suited up. Pray for the best.