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Apr 29, 2006 19:04

The old Ford F-150's engine was tearing along as fast as it would go down the interstate. Chris wasn't worried about being pulled over, after all.

He thought briefly about calling the others for help. He probably could use the back-up...but no. No, Wesker already had Rebecca. He wasn't going to risk someone else getting hurt. Claire was going ( Read more... )

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[voicemail] finalgirl April 30 2006, 07:39:10 UTC

"Hey, Chris, it's me... we're at the hockey game. Where are you? The puck just dropped! Call me back."

Re: [voicemail] starspointman April 30 2006, 09:06:18 UTC

Chris glances down at the phone laying on the passenger seat and winces.

"Shit!"

He had told Claire he was going to make it for the game. He was actually on his way there before Wesker pulled his little stunt.

He supposed he'd get punched for it later. And there would be a later, because Chris planned on handing Wesker's ass to him for good this time.