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Im sorry it took soo long to updat but i had a hard week in work, but here it is now! :D
Chris did not even gave Jill opportunity to make a comment, he had run out of the place, got into his van and ignored any signs, in his mind was repeated, "this is not happening, this is not happening", believing that if he repeated that mantra enough, when he got home would find Erin, perhaps annoyed or mad at him, but surely at home... he should have not left her alone, could not waste time, he had to find her, no matter the cost, Chris saw in the distance the trucks of the BSAA, with several agents in and out of his house, taking pictures of what might serve as evidence, he parked the truck abruptly and striding up to the door of his house, where one of the officers stopped him
"Sorry sir you can not pass"
"Move aside, this is my house!"
"Sorry sir, are orders"
"I do not care about their orders," he said letting his fist hit the face of the agent, who fell to the ground by the impact
"Redfield" yelled his superior drawing the attention and approaching quickly with another man "retire" the man ordered to the agent who was rising from the ground with the clear intention of returning the blow to Chris
"Who was it?, Where is she?, What is the plan to follow?"
"This is the agent Richard, he contacted you long ago, his mens and our people are already looking for your wife" he said soothing him
"Wherever they go, I'll catch up" said Chris
"You're going to stay here," said his superior by pushing him with a finger, and if looks could kill, Chris would already be a murderer
"You must understand that we can not let you participate in a case where a family member is involved, it is against the rules," said agent Richard
"I do not care about your damn rules, I will not sit around waiting to be told that my wife is dead as they did with my partner years ago, leaving her on her own!" Said pushing back
"Do not force me to lock you Chris! i know what you are going-"
"No, you do not!, Your wife is not in the hands of a stranger!" He said walking to the dining room table where he saw the wedding ring, he took it between his fingers, examining with thoroughness the smooth and shiny surface
"There is still the possibility that she has not been home when they came to look for her, stay here, in case she returns," he said putting a hand on his shoulder with just one look of the superior all men started to get out fast and efficiently, leaving everything exactly as they had found, the last to leave was the agent Richard
"I know how you feel, I lost a loved one," he said before closing the door
Chris pulled the ring on his hand, and led to his lips to kiss it "I havent lost her, I will not lose her," he said, rising with renewed strength and took his cell phone, he knew there was someone who could get information, the phone rang two times before he could hear the cheery voice
"Hi Chris, whats up?"
"Robin, I need your help urgently" Erin and Kennedy relied on that girl, was the government agent, linked directly with the president, he was sure she could help
"Chris... something wrong? "she asked worried
"Can you come?" He said as he walked down the stairs to the basement
"Something wrong with Erin?" Insisted the girl
"Just come here immediately,"
"We will be there within minutes" referring to herself and her boyfriend Leon Kennedy
Chris used the light from his cell phone to guide him from the darkness of the basemet, and walked to the fuse box, just thinking what was Erin reason to accept going without further ado, and leaving her ring there.
The officers were silent, had been a long time and they had not addressed a word after climb into the van, Erin tried not paying attention to the heavy atmosphere, but began to notice certain details that were not consistent, they carried large weapons, were not the same model Chris used, plus the man behind the wheel was too obese to be an agent, the BSAA had high standards regarding the physical condition of its agents, another thing that alerted the situation in which she found herself was that she saw none of the 4 men had radios or any communication medium, Chris had told her a thousand times /after the gun, the radio is the most important equipment you could not go on a mission without a radio/. They had entered the highway almost an hour ago, and into the distance was a damaged building, they were driving to that building she was sure.
"Who is in charge of the operation?" She asked turning to the man on her right
"Do not need to know" he replied curtly and keeping his eyes straight ahead,
"What kind of infection is there, air, fluids?" She insisted
"You will be told after the interview with the right person," he said making a face
"And that is ...?"
"Need not know ma'am, stop asking questions," said the man on the front seat
"I'll stop asking questions when I please, and you should be careful with the way tyou talk to me, do not forget who I am" quietly touching the jacket making sure Chris gun was there, securely between her body and the jacket
"An ex-umbrella? that is noting to be proud," he said turning to her sideways, Erin was surprised and alert, no one but family or friends and some senior BSAA knew that she had been working for Umbrella. How was possible for a single agent have that information? "How do you know that?" She asked and felt that the 4 men were nervous
"Where are we going?, I want to talk to your superior," said to the driver, approaching to the front seats
"Stay seated in place," the man in the left pulled her back
"Let go!" Said pushing and pulling her hand forward to reach the driver
"I said remain seated!," said the agent striking his elbow to her face, Erin froze for a second by the pain in her face, but continued her rampage, they carried only big guns, which were difficult to use in places as narrow as that
"Let me out!" Cry throwing herself forward reaching the steering wheel and at the speed they went, the driver lost control, she did not know what it was the thing they hit in the road, but the truck wasturned over, at leats 3 times, giving several turns from asphalt and then ground, Erin felt like a rag doll in there, thrown against the glass, floor and ceiling, inadvertently hitting the other crew members and being struck by the mass of legs, arms, heads, and cries of the passengers, when all stoped Erin Felt her forehead bleeding, her leg was hurting but not seemed to be broken or fractured, apparently had a lot of luck, the driver had hit the glass on the way and now half his body was out of the van, the other men in the front had being hold by the seat belt, but he seemed unconscious, one of the men who had been on the back had his neck broken, and the other was also unconscious, she tried to take the weapon of one of them but noticed a sharp pain across her arm, apparently one of the broken glass had found his way through her jacket and now was stuck in her right arm, also Chris weapon was not with her, and she could not see it anywhere
"Damn! Why me?" she complained while starting to remove the object, the pain almost made her lose consciousness, but managed to control herself, she was able to normalize her breathing and began her mission: get out of the vehicle, including crawling and supporting her weight using the body of the deceased driver, she managed to escape through a window, breathing hard, her vision blurred again, and tried to stay awake, she had to get into the building and communicate with Chris, she heard footsteps and by half opening her eyes noticed the silhouette of a man geting close
"Chris ..." she muttered light-headed to the man, who walked slowly and bent down, the man raised her face and smiled at Erin
"No my dear doctor, I am not Christopher" said with derision as Erin recognized the voice that scared her in nightmares
"Wesker" she said trying to take the nearest weapon, but Albert Wesker had raised her grabbing her by the hurt arm and the pain obscured her vision.
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