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By : onionbelt
Category: +M through R > Resident Evil
Views: 5488 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil or any of its characters and make no money with this story. It's just for fun. - Chapter List
Towards the end of August, Irons makes it clear that he's looking for their resignations.
It's been a little over three weeks since the "mansion incident" and there's been no investigation into the Spencer estate, which means there won't be one at all. Ozwell Spencer himself only seems to exist on paper, and the explosion that destroyed the mansion should've been reported by a dozen different sources but wasn't. They have no idea how to get back to the mansion on foot or by road, and there's no way to get access to one of the RPD's helicopters with Irons on the warpath. Umbrella has closed most of their local offices for renovation or maintenance, with full vacation pay for most of their employees, and all their executives are summering somewhere conveniently distant.
The official word on the STARS team is that it was a failed experiment, and the deaths of Joseph Frost and the Bravo team are dropped without ceremony into the cold case file.
At this point, Rebecca quietly disappears. When Chris goes to her apartment, it's locked up and empty. She's left no forwarding address and her last paycheck is never cashed. She's just gone, and when he stops to think about it, he can't blame her.
Both he and Jill keep working on a case against Umbrella, quietly interviewing construction workers, file clerks, and ex-Umbrella staff. One of the retired dispatchers is happy to tell them about call records she's had to destroy, and a couple of employees of one of the city's cleaning services have a lot to say about secret rooms and subbasements throughout several public buildings. They both independently run across an anonymous whistleblower online, who's put together an impressive chart that compares the rate of mysterious deaths and disappearances in an area that has a major Umbrella facility with an area that doesn't. It's like the old joke about how there are fewer stray cats in a neighborhood that has a Taco Bell; it's possible to track Umbrella's progress across the civilized world by looking for a spike in missing-persons reports and a sharp decline in the local homeless population.
None of this makes an impact on Irons, who stonewalls them every chance he gets. Chris has always thought of Irons as a blowhard, the kind of guy who's just good enough at backroom dealing and ass-kissing that he can effectively fail upwards. It becomes obvious that much is true, but Irons has connections Chris couldn't have guessed at and there's no way he isn't taking money from Umbrella. A lot of leads suddenly evaporate on either Chris or Jill, and Irons isn't shy about obliquely letting them know that he's the one who did it.
In the end, frustrated and almost nauseous with repressed anger, Chris gives Irons exactly what he's looking for. On August 24th, he puts his resignation on Irons's desk and follows it up with a fifteen-minute stream-of-consciousness rant concerning Irons's competence, intelligence, penis size, weight problem, absurdly pretentious art collection, sexual behaviors, personality disorders, tendency to berate his secretaries, and personal hygiene. He never repeats himself and barely pauses to breathe.
By the end of it, Irons looks like he's about to have a coronary, Barry looks embarrassed, Jill does not give a fuck and is openly laughing, and the hallway outside Irons's office is crowded with cops listening in. Chris finally pushes his way out through the crowd and feels really good about the whole thing right up until he gets out of the building.
That's when it hits him. He's twenty-five years old and so far, he's gotten thrown out of the Air Force and now he's pissed away a career in law enforcement. For a few minutes, he stands there looking up, wondering what he's going to do with the rest of his life.
The front door opens and Jill comes out. Without a word, she comes up next to him and slips her arm around his waist. With a faint smile, Chris puts his arm around her shoulders and they turn to walk away.
It's the last time he'll see the RPD building. Jill isn't so lucky.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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