There it was. The sample. Leon had finally made it to the Lab, where the Las Plagas vial was locked in a glass cabinet. Using the back of his gun, he smashed the glass case.

Reaching in, he picked up the vial, holding it securely in his hands. He examined it for a moment before he heard a click.

“You made this easy for me.” He heard a voice speak. He turned around, seeing a person holding a gun aimed at him. “Hand it over.”