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- They had taken this ship—for the time being. She and Chris and Claire had killed Albert Wesker—and Wesker had been the most powerful individual in Umbrella, as far as she knew, now that Lord Spencer was gone. Maybe Wesker’s death would keep them safe for a while, throw the enemy into disarray.
- If Wesker is really dead…
- How could she doubt it? She’d riddled his body with bullet holes. She’d left his corpse limp, bleeding out on the deck of a hold, far below. No, he was dead.
- He had to be.
- - Chapter 1
- (...)
- Glancing past Ada, Alice saw the face of Albert Wesker, framed in the monitors. He was wearing shades, as per usual, dressed in black, and grinning with wicked wideness.
- “Wesker…” Alice shook her head in wonder. His duplicated faces flashed across the row of monitors.
- “How nice to see you again,” he responded pleasantly.
- “I killed you!”
- Wesker shrugged apologetically.
- “A clone.” He smiled. “You didn’t really think I’d put myself in harm’s way, did you?”
- Alice looked again at Ada… at the gun in Ada’s hand.
- “Now,” Wesker said, “be a good girl and put down the knife.”
- - Chapter 7
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