Resident Evil Volume 3 Chapter 20
across the bridge, remembering that it went down into one of the treatment center's dumping grounds... "Drop it, you bitch!" Behind her. Ada halted, feeling a pain inside - the pain of a hearty slap to the ego. The second time she'd screwed up, badly, in as many minutes, but there was no way she was going to obey Annette's hysterical command. The woman's aim was for shit and Ada tensed, preparing to drop, to spin and fire... Barn-ping! The shot hit the floor next to Ada's right foot, glancing off the rusting bridge. Annette had her. Ada dropped the Beretta, raising her hands slowly, turning to face the scientist. Jesus, I deserve to die for this. . . Annette Birkin walked toward her, a Browning nine-millimeter trembling wildly in one outstretched hand. Ada winced inwardly at the sight of that shaking gun, but saw a possible opportunity as An- nette moved closer, finally coming to a stop less than ten feet in front of her. Too close. Too close, and she's right on the edge …
