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Dr. Grey, Here is my analysis report of experiment #2864773. While all of the tests showed improved performance of the virus within a controlled environment, it still has yet to be tested

on a suitable subject. It is my recommendation that the virus be transferred to your facility for further evaluation.

Sincerely Yours, Dr. Ross

P.S. Using the old communication network is genius. Nobody should be able to access the system but us. See you in few weeks.


Two Weeks Later, In Washington D.C.

"Gentlemen have a seat. We have recently intercepted a transmission that originated from a remote island near the Philippines. It was sent by a Dr. Landon Ross on the Umbrella

Corporation's old communication network. Our file on Dr. Ross indicated that he was researcher for Umbrella that went underground with his research after the Corporation fell. While all

this may seem unimportant, the message seems to suggest that something went wrong at the facility he was working in. While satellite imagery doesn't seem to have found anything,

local intelligence shows that there is a possibility that an Umbrella facility may be operating in that area. Since the U.S. government doesn't have jurisdiction in that area of the world, the

President has decided that an undercover investigation would be the best course of action. As a result, we are sending two agents to investigate. That is all gentlemen."


Meanwhile, Elsewhere in the United States

"Yes, I understand the situation perfectly. I've already gathered together a group. I know that this is important, but I am going to have to take the risk. Don't worry, I might have found

someone willing to help with that. Very well, Goodbye."

Dr. Grey closed the cell phone and placed it in his coat pocket. He leaned back against the car seat and spoke to the driver. "How much farther till we get there?"

The driver replied, "The place should be up ahead. Are you sure you want to meet this guy?"

"Why, what have you heard?"

"Well, everybody I talked to didn't seem to know much about him, but they made him out to be one tough mother fucker. Could have even been part of a military group."

"Thanks for the warning Mike, but he sounds like just the person I need." Mike just shook his head, "Alright, it's your funeral."


A few minutes later the car pulled into a small restaurant parking lot. Dr. Grey stepped out of the car dressed in a light grey business suit.

"Drive the car around a bit. I'll call when we're ready." As the car drove off, Dr. Grey walked into the restaurant. The restaurant was mostly empty. There were two men eating a table,

and another man, wearing a blue suit with a gold shirt, was sitting at a booth near the back of the restaurant drinking coffee. That must be him in the back.

A waitress walked up to Dr. Grey. "Hello sir, seating for one?"

"I was supposed to meet someone here. I believe that is him in the booth."

"Ok, right this way sir." Dr. Grey followed the waitress as they made their way toward the booth in the back. As they arrived at the booth, Dr. Grey spoke to the waitress. "Thank you. Can

I get a cup of coffee?"

"No problem, I'll be right back with your coffee."

Dr. Grey sat down in the booth. "My name is Dr. Samuel Grey. I presume you know why I am here."

The man in the blue suit took a drink of his coffee and continued to stare at the cup as he set it on the table. He then looked up at Dr. Grey. "I heard you were looking for me. Well, here I

am."

"Ok then, I'll get to the point. I want you to accompany me on a trip. I believe that someone with your background will be a valuable asset to my expedition."

The man in the blue suit leaned back against the booth. "And what would you know about my background?"

Dr. Grey took out his phone and placed it on the table. "Since your "death" in the Arklay Mountains, the Umbrella Corporation decided to keep tabs on you. Your body may not have been

found, but there was still more than enough evidence to suggest that you were alive."

Dr. Grey pushed the cell phone toward the man. "Their file on you was quite extensive. Everything from the incident in Africa to where you've been hiding out recently is in it."

Dr. Grey paused as the waitress came up to the booth and set a cup of coffee on the table.

"Is there anything else I can get for you?"

"No, thank you."

"If you two need anything else, just let me know." Dr. Grey waited until the waitress had left before continuing. "Even if you are cleared of the incident, I believe that the U.S. government

would still try to get their hands on you if this was to come to their attention. The main point is that you can't hide from them forever with this file hanging over you."

The man in the blue suit folded his hands and looked at cell phone. After a deep breath, he pushed the cell phone back and looked up at Dr. Grey again.

"Just what do you want from me?"

"I believe that we can help each other. I have need of someone of your "expertise" to join me in retrieving some lost information. In exchange, I will erase the file that Umbrella had on

you, and any information that could lead somebody to find you. You would be completely invisible again, as if you never existed."

Dr. Grey stood up from the booth and picked up his cell phone.

"Do we have a deal, Mr. Coen?"