Chapter 50

September 17, 1998

"It's good to hear from the two of you," Jill said into the phone in her apartment. "You did remember to call Claire and let her know that you're not in Raccoon City anymore, right?"

"I'll get around to it eventually," Chris replied. "How are things in the city?"

"Irons is dead," Jill said bluntly. "Turns out he was some sort of serial killer this whole time and Alice and I caught him in the act. Raymond Douglass is Chief for now until Mayor Warren appoints a new Police Chief. But the FBI has already made motions to send in a team to investigate."

Chris didn't respond for a while, seemingly stunned at the news.

"You there Chris?" Jill asked. "What's going on over in Europe?"

"Sorry," Chris stammered a bit. "Got stuck on the bit where you said Irons was a serial killer."

"Trust me," Jill said with disgust evident in her voice. "You don't want to know the details."

"Anyway," Chris said to change the subject. "We're currently moving to investigate a subsidiary of Umbrella over here in the UK. Our contact has been fairly helpful so far."

"I'm still not sure this was a good idea, Chris," Jill replied with a sigh. "We already split up part of the group to ensure that we were hitting Umbrella where it really hurt. Why did we need to send you and Rain over to Europe? It just feels like a wasted opportunity."

"Umbrella isn't just active in the US, Jill," Chris responded. "You know that. We can't only focus on what's happening there at the exclusion of everything else."

"We'll just have to agree to disagree," Jill replied, not wanting to debate right now. "I'll give you a call if anything important happens."

"I may not be able to get any phone calls," Chris shrugged. "We're going to be moving around a lot here. I'll see about giving you a call in about a week."

"Fine," Jill sighed again. "Talk to you later Chris.

"Everything okay?" Alice asked from where she was sitting on the couch in Jill's Apartment.

"Chris is being stubborn again," Jill replied as she grabbed her bowl of cereal before moving to the counter to eat. "I'm heading over to the RPD to start getting back into the swing of things. You all set here?"

"Yeah," Alice said as she finished polishing the lever-action that she had purchased. "I'm probably going to head to the range and get a feel for this baby. I'll swing by the RPD at some point though."

"Roger that," Jill finished scarfing down her breakfast before grabbing her jacket and keys off of the hook. "I'll see ya around, Alice."

September 16, 1998

"What the hell is wrong with them?" Captain Welles asked as he was treated for a stab wound in the Emergency room.

"Doc says the cannibal disease is spreading," The nurse informed him. "We've had to strap down or sedate dozens of people by now."

"That's terrifying," Welles replied as he flexed to make sure the stitches wouldn't mess with his range of movement. "I'll ask the Chief if we can spare some extra officers to help you out with security."

"That might help," the nurse sighed. "This has been the week from hell though. We've been scrambling to keep up with the needs of the city."

"It's the same in the RPD right now," Welles sighed. "Thanks for the help. I'll try and get help and assistance sent over here if it's possible."

"We'll take what we can get."

September 18, 1998

"We're ready to hand G over to the Military," William said to Annette as they got ready for bed. "I'm going to make the call tomorrow."

"Good," Annette smiled. "I don't want us to be left stranded here. Especially not with the way the city is devolving into chaos."

"Yes," William said as he turned around to hide his nervousness. Not wanting Annette to know that he was partially responsible for the way that Raccoon City was turning into a madhouse. "It would be best to try and make our way out. I'll collect the sample of the virus on Tuesday of next week. Best not to alarm Umbrella at this point. It would be best for us and everyone involved if they believe everything is normal"

"Should I tell Sherry that we are going to be moving?" Annette asked. "She might be excited to hear about it."

"No," William said bluntly. "We don't want to alarm her or to have her give anything away."

September 20, 1998

HUNK drove the rented van at a speed slightly faster than the allotted speed limit. They would arrive at Raccoon city in a little over two hours. After they arrived they would rest and then go over the plan one last time before executing their mission.

"I hate to tell you this, boss," Goblin 1 Informed HUNK. "But I've gotta use the restroom. And we should probably eat something."

Correction, it would be three hours before they arrived in Raccoon City. HUNK sighed as he simply handed the map over to his passenger. Trusting they would navigate to the quickest stops possible.

"We need to start evacuating people," I said to Chief Douglass as I finished up the paperwork for the day. "This city is going crazy, and it seems like there are only a few sane people left."

"The Cannibal disease might have already infected some of them though," Chief Douglass replied. "For all we know, it could have already infected us."

"We should at least be trying to get kids out," I stated bluntly. "And we need to start talking to the Governor or something. We don't want any sort of viral outbreak spreading beyond Raccoon."

"You're right," the Chief sighed. "I'll start making phone calls. You wanna handle the feds? They're waiting in the main lobby."

"I'll take care of it," I sighed. "But you owe me one."