June 14th 2009
4:13AM
Kijuju, West Africa
"We're meeting a spy. To get information on Wesker," Chris said quietly to his female counterpart, Sheva Alomar. The two newly formed couple were taking shelter for the night in a small shack in the centre of a village, situated in Kijuju.
"What do you mean a spy, who?" She replied putting down her hunting knife onto a dusty table and turning to face him, a quizzical look upon her face.
"Her name is Cassandra; she works for the Umbrella Corporation based in London, England." Chris said confidently, "She travelled all this way to pass on some information. Although, I should warn you she's quite young."
"How young are you talking?"
Before Chris had a chance to reply, another being opened the door to the shack the couple had taken refuge in. Both Chris and Sheva turned suddenly to see a person shrouded in a hood and cloak, who was short and petite, and was carrying a briefcase in one hand. Her posture was moderately still and professional, yet there was a hint of haste in her movements.
"I have all the information you want," She said in a rushed, but empty and monotone voice, "Now give me what I want!"
The couple shared a short glance before looking back at the young woman. Chris folded his arms in defence and said sternly,
"Show us your face,"
The woman sighed irritably, holding the briefcase tighter and pulling her hood down slightly.
"I want my information," She growled, completely ignoring his orders, "Otherwise, you don't get yours."
Sheva, realising the girl wasn't going to comply, looked down at the girls briefcase for a second, knowing that the information inside was some of the most valuable documents of their time. She paused for a second before reaching behind herself and picking up a briefcase of her own. Slowly, she placed it on the table, but didn't loosen her grasp on the handle. The woman did the same.
Not losing eye contact with each other, both females pushed their briefcases towards the other, reaching out as they did so. The woman in the cloak seemed a lot more eager and snatched the case she wanted off of the table, without a word, she turned her back on the couple and left the shack, slamming the door as she went.
Sheva cautiously opened the case, inside laid several documents, stating the whereabouts of Wesker. The papers documented everything they needed to know, where he would be, at what time and the best methods in order to take him down.
"Why did she give so much, for so little in return?" Sheva remarked, turning to look at Chris.
He looked back at her with certainty in his eyes,
"She's desperate for the answer."