Chapter 7-Jackpot

I was surprised at how quickly Cassandra recovered from her ordeal; I would like to think that was because we were making her feel safe. Still, something just didn't seem right about the damsel in distress we picked up. She was very alert, though that could be because of fear. Lord knows I have been more alert since this night began. In one alley she noticed a zombie that was different, crawling along the walls. It was pure muscle and had no eyes, but you felt like it was watching you thru that enlarged brain it had. The strangest thing though was its incredibly long tongue. It kept waving it around like it tasted the air around it. I was able to knock it off the wall in 2 shots with my shotgun and John knocked it out with his handgun when it hit the ground. We were thankful we hadn't run into any of those reptile things since the building we meet Cassandra. I wondered what Umbrella did to make them. They walked upright like people but they had frog like qualities. I could only imagination what strength it had since Cassandra claimed it killed her colleagues with one swipe of its large claws. We stopped to take a rest and relieve ourselves at a gas station we were passing. We checked the bathroom for Cassandra then took turns standing guard while the one went to the men's for his relaxing time. John was last and Mike and I were keeping an eye out when suddenly my radio went nuts with static. I almost jumped and reached for it to turn it off when suddenly a woman's voice barely came through. She was talking to a man but we couldn't quite hear the conversation. At least not any part from his side, except that it sounded like a man's voice. I swore I knew that voice but a name couldn't come to mind.

"D. y.. have th. .ample?" The man's voice crackled.

"I've got it; it was in a little girl's locket. What should I do about the rookie cop?" The woman's voice was much clearer.

"I'.. .ave tha. .p to your jud…nt." The man's voice could barely be made out through the static.

"I take it your going to go after those new toys of yours that you saved earlier?"

That was it for the radio, static was all we heard after that.

"The woman must have been close for her to be so clear. As for the man, God only knows." Mike said scratching his head.

"Who must have been close?" Cassandra said coming out of the bathroom.

"We heard voices on the radio, a man and a woman. We could hear her but not him." I informed her.

"Guess that means there are more survivors." John said obviously hearing our conversation.

"I don't know if you are interested or not," Cassandra nervously stated, "but I looked out the window while I was in there and noticed an Umbrella armored truck outside with the doors opened."

John congratulated her on her good eyes as we rushed around assuming that the truck would be a great place to get some ammo or weapons. We were somewhat disappointed when we saw the truck was full of photos and files, until we started reading.

"Thanks to Cassandra, it looks like we just hit the jackpot!" I exclaimed after noticing what the files were about. Finally we had some concrete answers to what Umbrella had done to us.