Devon had never seen Wesker in person couldn't understand the shock that the other four were experiencing. Nor could he understand the dread that had dropped over the group like a cloud. He looked around. It was a bit of luck for him that Jake had been taken. Explaining the bullet away wasn't going to be easy.

He hoped that Jake was dead, but he had the feeling that the man they just encountered wanted him alive for some reason.

"Hey...he's not coming back is he?" It was the gas attendant walking shakily out of the store.

"No," Said Leon coming out of his trance and grabbing his phone to make a few phone calls. "But you might want to stay inside." He gestured to the bodies, some were still twitching. The rest of them, Devon, Chris, Claire, and Sherry were moving through putting a bullet into the heads of any that were still moving. Normally a mutation was almost instant but better safe than sorry. There was also the problem of some of the J'avo turning into Chrysalids and forming some of the ugliest butterfly human crosses ever to roam the earth. These would be burned to prevent that from happening.

The young man's eyes widened. By now most people had heard about the outbreaks. It was hardly news that could be kept a secret. He rushed back in and pulled out his phone. Leon realized that facebook or twitter was going to get another rash of zombie sighting photos.

"He's not going to get sick, is he?" Claire said glancing worriedly at the store employee and then over at Sherry. Sherry was standing off to the side gazing off into the distance. It wasn't completely sightless, which was not what worried Claire. Sherry looked like she'd seen a ghost. IF it was Albert Wesker returned the odds were highly likely Sherry would be returned to lock up. For her own safety, of course. Working for the DSO wouldn't be enough. She was more than an agent to the US government. She was a commodity, one that would be retracted if they thought it would be taken. Something that Leon had been hoping to avoid for her by bringing Jake in.

"Probably not,"Leon put a round into a quivering fleshy mass that probably was already a mutated J'avo. "But we've got bigger problems than him right now."

"Yeah," Chris responded. "I put a rocket into Wesker, inside a fucking volcano. How the hell did he survive?"