2. Land Ho!

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The weeks since the incident that brought them to this world had dragged on slowly. Sure, the appearance of three moons was exciting and all, but only for a day or two. Devan somehow found himself wishing for a little more work to do. 

That was, however, the catalyst for serious discussions of their new situation, and all evidence pointed to them no longer being on Earth. First, they could not link to any communications networks, satellite or otherwise, despite trying everything they could. Second, there was, again, the fact that there were three moons in the sky. Third, after seeing the three moons, a handful of people (he would say nerds) also noticed that the stars in the sky did not match those visible from anywhere on Earth. 

This information was, of course, all suppressed as much as possible among the crew and passengers due to its potential for causing panic and lowering morale; however, the new temporary senior management team that was put together a few days after the event was having a difficult time doing so. 

This temporary senior management team had a lot to deal with, actually. Devan was glad he had managed to not be roped into it. He was also glad that InterCons' overall President and CEO was on this ship when the fleet was transported here. Otherwise, there would probably have been a lot of confusion over who would be in charge at best, and at worst, given his position, he would have found himself in the middle of a power struggle.  

Devan had been told several things that would be done if they do not somehow return to Earth before they find land here. 

First, the fleet and all the InterCons assets on it would be reorganized into a new version of InterCons. The shareholder records they did have on file somewhere would be used to determine the ownership of this new company. Everyone on board the ships in the fleet who owned shares of the original InterCons would be allowed to exchange their shares for shares of the new InterCons. This will make the CEO by far the majority shareholder; he was the largest shareholder on Earth and owns far more than anyone in this fleet. This new InterCons will directly own all assets and operate them until it is deemed necessary to create subsidiaries again. 

Second, a new board of directors will be elected, and that board will appoint a new senior management team to replace the temporary one. Granted, most individuals on the temporary one will probably be appointed to its replacement. 

Third, all the fleet's cargo would be inventoried, including cargo not owned by InterCons. Devan assumed this was mainly targeted at the cargo being transported for the CIA. They had recently been contracted to carry cargo by the CIA's Directorate of Science and Technology, which is strange because they usually only contracted for the Directorate of Operations. There were a few more CIA liaisons on board than usual too, and they had required access to their cargo at all times. InterCons had not been informed of what the cargo was, or at least Devan hadn't. It was all very suspicious, but he figured they would get answers soon enough. 

He didn't bother thinking about that too hard though. That was all out of his control and not his responsibility. What was within the realm of his responsibility, however, was their food supply. The fleet's vessels normally carried between 30 and 60 days of food, mostly non-perishable, plus more in several ISO containers that will last the fleet's current population of approximately 4000 at least another 30 days, possibly more. 

It had already been 15 days. At worst, that meant that they only had 45 days of food remaining. 

With that in mind, Devan decided to go get himself lunch. If he only has 45 left, he's certainly going to try to enjoy all of them. 

The hallways were relatively empty, which he was thankful for. He'd lost track of how many questions people had asked him about their current situation days ago. He knew avoiding anyone asking questions in the cafeteria, however, would be more difficult. 

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