The tedium continues

After being up all night waiting for a response from Officer Rey and then crushing Amanda’s heart, I had intended to take a personal day from work. When I called in to my boss, Phil Hutchins, and explained my situation he suggested that I come in. Phil explained that since I had been assigned to the case with Eugene’s ship, orders had come in early this morning to hold my trip to Georgia until further notice and that his superiors at the Atlanta CDC promised to keep him appraised of the situation. Therefore, the best place to be to get more information about Eugene was at work. I relented, told him I needed an hour of sleep and a long, hot shower, but that I would be in for the afternoon.

The sleep was fitful, but the shower rejuvenated and now I sit here glued to my computer waiting for Phil to forward me updates. So far, the ship has advanced southwest to the same parallel as Hartford, CT. No more contact has been attempted. The Navy is sending two Destroyers, the Stout and the Laboon, from Norfolk to intercept and escort Eugene’s ship. Assumedly, the company that owns the ship will be able to connect to the ship’s computer and take it wherever the Navy wants, though if that decision has been made, the information has not yet been made available to the CDC.

I find this odd only because wherever they land it they will need to have CDC staff available to investigate. I have been told that when and if I am needed for the investigation, I will be told where to go immediately.

I’m a little concerned about the ramifications of “if.”