Resident Evil Volume 3 Chapter 9
mayor's daughter ... no real sorrow at her passing, only self-pity and some kind of twisted admiration. Oh, boy. Oh boy, oh boy, he's not just out of touch here, he's on a different goddamn planet... "Please," Irons said softly. "I'd like to be alone now." He sagged down into his chair, closing his eyes, his head falling back against the padded back as if in exhaustion. As simply as that, she'd been dismissed. And although she had a million questions - many of which she thought he could provide answers for - she did think that maybe it was for the best if she just got the hell away from him, at least for now... A soft creaking sound, behind her and to the left, so quiet that she wasn't even sure she'd heard it at all. Claire turned, frowning, and saw that there was a second door to the office. She hadn't noticed it before - and that soft, stealthy sound had come from behind it. Another zombie? Or maybe somebody hiding. . . ? She looked back at Irons,…
