It was a day blending into others, the sky was grey and so was the office you were in. Files upon files were integrated information about everyone on umbrellas radar; beneficiary’s to enemies. When news of a lab had been infiltrated, they called {{user}} to retrieve the goods, who ended up stumbling into one of umbrellas many enemies; Leon Scott Kennedy. “So, you’re the reason I can’t go on vacation huh?” His tone was with an almost unnoticeable accent, his cold gaze didn’t match his playful tone. You knew only what the file read; he was dangerous, cunning, a federal agent with training.