The 0714 Files: File #1 Inferno (Remake 2)

Chapter 38

Treating the young man came at little cost besides time and what little bandaging she carried in for herself.

Although she won't disagree that treating an unplanned bullet wound was a nuisance. Seeing the young cop's body, even if it was just his chest, wasn't something she found herself against either. His bloodied long sleeve undershirt is laying to his side right now, and when she'd taken it off, she took a moment to admire his form.

She bandaged his arm and chest, buttoning his police shirt back on afterwards to be nice. Leaving the bullet vest to the side for him to put back on himself. Just dealing with removing his clothes was a task with the weight of his torso alone. Maybe she'd just tear off his sleeve for easier access next time.

Course she knew with him there will be no next time.

He'd begun to shiver in his sleep from the blood loss. It was then that she'd shrugged off the trench coat, and laid it over him to help the chill. In less than five minutes down here she'd lost most of her disguise and only form of warmth. The only part of her ruse remaining is the fake ID badge. There's nothing to hide the EMF gun from him now though when he wakes. Certainly not in the red cocktail dress with a sweetheart neckline, the one she wore with a black camisole beneath that sports a little bow between her breasts. It's clings to her curves in the way she specifically bought it for...

She'd just have to deal with that later. For now, Leon's healed, more than likely he'll survive from the wound as it didn't hit anything vital. She just can't promise something else won't kill him before an actual doctor can inspect her bandaging skills. But the second most important thing. Madeleine is out of her way now. Someone who hasn't figured out her true motives, just that she's not F.B.I., but Ada's yet to figure out who the hell she is herself. Something is amiss with the young woman though from the nickname of "Trishi" she'd caught the little girl calling her. A name that incited a foreboding expression of, "I'll get to that one later," from Leon towards her as she sped past the two to the sickly child.

The only thing more important than the threat of her removal though is Annette being nearby too. Information is waiting to be grabbed from the scientist after a long flight to the nearest airport and hard to gain entrance into the infested town. Not a piece of cake by any means, but this could always go worse.

Ada rubs her aching jaw, wanting Tylenol right about now to make the throbbing go away. That woman looked weak. She'd never once considered her a problem. Until she'd been punched square in the jaw in the alley of Kendo's shop after her comment towards the infected little girl. It blindsided her as much as the action would have anyone else. To be fair though, it was deserved. She processed too late her words were too cruel for the situation, but did Madeleine make sure she knew that in her own way. Not only did she punch her, she yelled the obscenity at her.

Her ribs are hurting too. Something fierce at getting elbowed in them, and her forehead is on fire from head butting Madeleine in retaliation for the attack.

A martial artist? A boxer? Goddamn, whatever that woman is. She knows where to hit and how to make it count, but lucky for Ada she'd been through plenty of training like that herself. She just wasn't bracing for an offensive move like the grabbing of her gun and dropping the magazine so Ada couldn't shoot. Not that she would, or wanted too like she'd taunted her with when it came to Leon. The bullet would go through Madeleine's skull and maybe reverberate back at Ada and wound her too. It would be incredibly messy with the blood and brains, and, oh yeah, hiding her dead body from Leon would be difficult. Next to impossible, and so would regaining his trust after murdering her.

Madeleine was turning out to be a formidable foe in many ways, but she's gone now. And hopefully with them finding themselves in the sewers, she won't be coming back.