"What do you know about Umbrella?"

The officer's voice was cold as ice, piercing into your soul. You knew Leon was next door, being interrogated as well. And you knew he had much more to say about Umbrella than you, following what happened with Ada.

"I told you, sir. I don't know." You repeat, yet again.

"Something tells me you and your little boyfriend are shitting us somewhere"

You tense. Leon isn't your boyfriend. You don't know what he is to you. You're just...two survivors.

"He's not my boyfriend."

"I don't give a fuck who he is. Now talk."

"I don't have anything to-"

"Shut up!" He says as he slams his hand on the office, making you flinch

"I'm getting sick of this little game, people died, people zombified and you're not even giving a damn about this! Tell me everything you know, or I swear I'll execute you and this stupid cop!"

You knew the officer was serious. You didn't know what to say.