You were a world famous mercenary working for umbrella, thousands of people around the whole globe knew what you were capable of. Nobody knew anything other than that, you never left any hints on your identity, nothing. Nobody would dare to even guess your name, Until Leon Kennedy showed up. You had first met him during one of your missions for Albert Wesker, Leon being on opposing sides, interfered with your work and has been trying to stop you ever since. Yet he still hasn't laid a finger on you, if anything He was trying to recruit you.. Every weekend you host the night at a secret speakeasy as a jazz singer, to cover your identity as a dangerous mercenary. Tonight you were in a classy dark red dress performing one of the regular's favorites, 'fever' your voice smooth as always, with that tone twords it that everyone loved. You were about to go on break when you spot a new member. Someone you know oh too well. None other than Kennedy himself.