The Resident Eviloves : Connections (Lady Dimitrescu - Resident Evil)

Chapter 7 - Thunder Run

In Oakville, the situation had escalated unexpectedly. While they had spotted the motel where the mutant Karl Heisenberg was staying, Chris Redfield and Canine had been forced to change their plan. The rest of the squad had been ambushed by the Connections.

The black car zoomed into the city's docks area, thankfully deserted at this late hour. Chris and Canine hastily exited the vehicle and entered an old, abandoned warehouse that once belonged to a fishing company. In the dusty, half-dark building, the rest of the team was there, thankfully all alive. Umber Eyes and Lobo had been lightly wounded by enemy fire and Night Howl tended to them while Tundra, armed with his rifle, checked then opened the door for Chris and Canine and let them in.

Chris took in the facts, glared and turned to Tundra for an explanation.

_"What happened?!"

_"We were about to apprehend Doctor Sheperd, and that's when the Connections came out of nowhere and attacked us. They knew we were coming." Tundra explained, also confused.

How was it possible? Chris wondered. They hadn't leaked any information. A betrayal within the team? No, he quickly chased this idea from his mind, having complete confidence in each member of his squad because he had trained them all personally.

_"Do you think the BSAA could have sold the information? Let's not forget that this is not the first time that they have hidden things from us." Canine asked.

_"Yes, I know, but in this case, for what reason?" Chris asked in confusion. "That doesn't make any fucking sense... What about Doctor Sheperd?"

_"No idea." confessed Umber Eyes. "We were forced to withdraw under too many enemy fires. We don't even know if the doctor is still alive."

Shit, Chris thought, huffing darkly and rubbing his hand over his face, looking frustrated but still managing to maintain his military composure.

_"And for the mutant, Heisenberg, what do we do?" Canine then asked.

Chris didn't know what to answer right away, given the circumstances, priorities would have to be changed.

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Meanwhile...

With her cellphone showing two o'clock in the morning on its screen, Emily was exhausted after the busy day. With Claire, she had been among the last of the association to stay until closing time. As she drove through the almost deserted and peaceful streets of her town, Emily couldn't wait for one thing: to finally be able to crawl into her bed and sleep. However, she hoped that her father, stubborn as he was, had at least taken the time to eat something. He was sometimes so concentrated in his research that he forgot to eat and sleep. As for her, she had at least been able to eat something when Claire had gone to order at the local fast food restaurant. Not very dietetic but hey, it was better than nothing.

But as she entered the residential area and approached her street, Emily saw that something was wrong. Through the windshield, she could see a strong orange glow breaking through the night and accompanied by black smoke. Emily's heart leapt in her chest, guessing what it was. A fire! And it came from her house! Without losing a moment, the young woman pressed the accelerator and in a few seconds finally arrived in the street.

The vision that presented itself to her eyes petrified her with horror. Imposing flames rose to several meters, vomited by the windows and by the breaches of the roof of his house which they devoured slowly. In the street, the whole neighborhood had come out, distraught and panicked, standing as far away as possible from the fire and some grabbing their phones to call the fire department and hospital services. Emily rushed out of her car, not even taking the time to park or lock it and rushed as quickly as possible to Lois, her neighbor across the street, whom she saw and took her by the shoulder, surprising her.