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RE Resident Evil The Man in Brazil xMILENKOx x-Snorkle-Rainbow-x Jake was obviously interested at the the fact Sherry was also looking for the same man, a Dr. Udo Berkel. The name sounded vaguely familiar from his research into his father and Umbrella. Jake's eyes shifted to David who was still looking down the hill at the slums below where news of the disturbance at the bar was probably spreading like wild fire. The thought of cooperating with David made Jake's skin crawl, however working with Sherry again would be a pleasure and her Government contacts could be of use. David's attention was snagged as he heard Sherry's final sentence. Help the Government? Him?! Seriously Sherry taking him along is a bad idea! Command will go nuts! Berkel is our priority! You should not tell him anything else! David continued to rant as he turned away from Sherry again. Jake's right fist was clenched and his left hand was held over his mouth, beneath his lips were desperate to part and speak his mind. His eyes soon shifted back to Sherry. Well I don't know about you kids but I got a German to catch and from what I know he is down there in the slums.. So you coming or what? Jake took charge of the situation wanting to move things along. Meanwhile in a makeshift laboratory in a old garage deep within the slums in gang territory, the German was waiting. The old garage was dark with most of its windows either boarded up or covered with black sheets. The room that had once been used to repair vehicles had been some what turned into a lab, some actual lab equipment was present in the room. The red and white Umbrella insignia was dotted across the equipment and storage crates, while Mozart's Requiem - Lacrimosa played from a old record player sat in the corner of the room. A shadowy figure stood in the back corner of the room, a white lab coat hung from his shoulders and his head was hidden beneath a black hood. His hands clad in black medical gloves sorted an arrangement of dirty surgical implements before opening a secured refrigerated steel briefcase in which four glass vials were stored. The man watched them with a sadistic smile, however he was soon interrupted. The large garage door behind him was opened up with haste and through it came a number of the local hoods with a wounded large man in tow. The man Jake had beat up. HEY DOCTOR!.. MY NEPHEW NEEDS MEDICAL ATTENTION RIGHT AWAY!.. Yelled the old man in white who met Jake in the bar, this old man was Don Salazar Delgado one of the So Paulo's most respected and feared gangsters and the giant of a man who Jake threw around like a rag doll was his nephew Hector 'Tiny' Salazar. Put him on the table... Dr. Berkel replied as he turned to face his visitors. Berkel was of average height and slim, he was glad in a pair of black combat trousers tucked into a pair of black combat boots, a black hoodie beneath his lab coat. His face was covered by a blood stained medical mask with only his ice blue eyes looking out at Hector. By now Salazar's men had laid Hector onto a old hospital bed, his right arm was broken at the wrist and elbow thanks to Jake. Who did this? This man is the size of a elephant! Dr. Berkel added curiously, o how he loathed having to patch up these goons as part of his deal with Salazar. Salazar was an impatient man and he could not have Hector out of action for too long. Some American! Looking for you!.. Salazar yelled in a frustrated tone as he watched ten men struggle to get Hector onto the bed. Berkel froze for a moment, they had found him. He turned his back on Hector and Salazar to look back at his desk, in particular the four glass vials. Two contained the T-Virus and the other two continued William Birkin's G-Virus. Berkel could not risk being captured, he was lost in thought before Salazar yelled again. HEY BERKEL! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND FIX MY BOY!