Resident Evil Genesis by Keith R.A. DeCandido

Author:Keith R.A. DeCandido [Keith R.A. DeCandido]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780743492911
Publisher: Pocket Star
Published: 2004-06-29T06:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

KNOWING HER NAME WAS ALICE ABERNATHY should've made her feel better.

It didn't especially.

According to the head of the commando team—who just went by "One" for some odd reason—Alice was head of security for the Hive, which was a neat trick, considering she'd never heard of it, or the Umbrella Corporation. On the other hand, the corridors had an oddly familiar feeling as she walked through them. Maybe it was the truth.

Frustratingly, she had no way of verifying anything. Her memory was still Swiss cheese—she knew, for example, that the World Series was a baseball game, and she remembered who won it last year, but she could not picture the sport or remember how it was played.

She just hoped this damn nerve gas wore off quickly.

The man she was pretending to be married to was named Spence Parks. The cop, according to his ID, was named Matt Addison. He still hadn't explained why he was here.

Then again, no one had asked him, either.

"What happened here?" Spence asked.

Alice noticed that Matt moved closer, and One gave him a suspicious look.

"Five hours ago, Red Queen went homicidal. Sealed the Hive and killed everyone down here."

"Jesus."

"You can't be sure of that," Matt said. "There must be hundreds of people working here."

"Five hundred and twenty-three," One said coldly. He went on: "When we realized what was happening, my team was dispatched to shut her down."

"Why did she do it?" Alice asked.

"That we don't know. But outside interference is a possibility." That last sentence was spoken while looking directly at Matt.

Matt was about to say something, but then he suddenly jumped.

"Jesus!"

His sudden movement startled Alice. She stepped back, and saw what Matt saw.

A body.

It was a woman, blond hair from the looks of it, floating in the water on the other side of the glass. She wore all white, and her skin had gone pale enough to match the outfit.

According to the ID badge still pinned to her lab coat, her name was Anna Bolt.

Spence looked at Alice with concern. "Hey—you okay?"

Alice grunted in reply.

Removing his leather jacket, Spence said, "Here."

"No, it's okay." Even as she spoke, though, she realized that she was cold. Her arms had unconsciously folded so she could warm herself, and her exposed flesh—which there was a lot of in this stupid dress— was covered in goosebumps.

"C'mon, it's cold in here." He held up the jacket.

With a small smile, she gave in and took it.

As her fingers brushed his, she suddenly remembered something…

His hands ran gently up and down her naked flesh, his callused fingers playing over her skin, feeling both rough and smooth at the same time.

His lips hungrily attacked hers, as if they were trying to consume each other. Their tongues explored—teasing, tasting, dancing.

He pulled her slim athletic form tight against his muscular body.

It seemed their marriage wasn't quite the sham One thought it was.

She decided to venture a question. "Are you—do you remember anything? Before—this?"

Spence shook his head. "No—no. Nothing before the train. You?"

"No," she lied. "Nothing."

Why did she lie?

For some reason, with the memory flash came a feeling.

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