"S. D. Perry - Resident Evil 02 - Caliban Cove" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry S. D)

She gazed back at him impassively, studying him in return. Jeans, a nice shirt, running shoes. He also
wore a hip holster with a nine-millimeter Beretta, the S.T.A.R.S. standard-issue sidearm. He was tall,
may-be a full foot over her five-foot three-inch frame, but slender, with a physique like a swimmerтАЩs. He
was almost movie-star handsome, a high, weathered brow and finely chiseled features, short, dark hair
and a piercing gaze that sparkled with intelligence. тАЬYou must be Rebecca Chambers,тАЭ he said. He had a
British accent, his words clipped and somehow polished. тАЬYouтАЩre the biochemist, is that right?тАЭ Rebecca
nodded. тАЬWorking on it. And you are . . .тАЭ He smiled wider, shaking his head. тАЬForgive my manners,
please. I hadnтАЩt expected . . . that is, I...тАЭ He stepped around BarryтАЩs low coffee table and extended his
hand, flushing slightly. тАЬIтАЩm David Trapp, with the S.T.A.R.S. Exeter branch in Maine,тАЭ he said.

Rebecca felt cool relief wash over her, the S.T.A.R.S. had sent help instead of calling, fine by her. She
shook his hand, stifling a grin, knowing that her appearance had thrown him. Nobody expected an
eighteen-year-old scientist, and while sheтАЩd gotten used to the surprised looks, she still took a kind of
mischievous pleasure at catching people off guard. тАЬSo, are you like the scout or something?тАЭ she asked.

Mr. Trapp frowned. тАЬSorry?тАЭ

тАЬFor the investigationтАФare there other teams al-ready here, or did you come to check things out first,
get the dirt on Umbrella . . .тАЭ

She trailed off as he shook his head slowly, almost sadly, his dark eyes glittering with an emotion she
couldnтАЩt read.

It came out in his voice, heavy with frustrated angerтАФand as the words sank in, Rebecca felt her knees
go watery with a sudden anxious dread. тАЬIтАЩm sorry to have to tell you this, Ms. Chambers. I have reason
to believe that Umbrella has gotten to key members of the S.T.A.R.S., either by bribery or blackmail.
There is no investigationтАФand no one else is coming.тАЭ

A look of confused terror passed through the girlтАЩs light brown eyes and just as quickly was gone. She
took a deep breath and blew it out.

тАЬAre you sure? I mean, did Umbrella try to get to you, or ... are you positive?тАЭ

David shook his head. тАЬIтАЩm not absolutely certain, noтАФbut I wouldnтАЩt be here if I wasnтАЩt. . . concerned
about it.тАЭ

It was a bit of an understatement, but David still wasnтАЩt past the shock of seeing how young she was,
and felt an almost instinctive desire not to alarm her any further. Barry had mentioned that she was
some-thing of a child genius, but he hadnтАЩt really expected a child. The biochemist wore high tops and
cut-off denim shorts rolled at the knee, topped by a shapeless black T-shirt.

Get past it; this child may be the only scientist we have left.

The thought rekindled the anger that had been burning in DavidтАЩs gut for the past few days. The story
that had been unfolding since BarryтАЩs call wasnтАЩt a pretty one, filled with treachery and liesтАФand the fact
that the S.T.A.R.S., his S.T.A.R.S., were in-volved . . .

Barry walked into the room with a glass of water and Rebecca took it from him gratefully, swallowing
half of it in one gulp.