The Umbrella Conspiracy (Page 23)
The four of them were quiet as brad piloted the 'copter back toward the city, and though he had a million questions, something about their silence didn't invite conversation. Chris and Jill were both staring out the hatch window at the spreading fire that had been the estate, their expressions grim.
Barry was slumped against the cabin wall, looking down at his hands like he'd never seen them before.
The new girl was quietly moving among them, treating their wounds without saying a word.
And then that monster...
He shuddered. Whatever it had been, he was glad it was dead. It had taken all of his nerve not to fly away the second he'd laid eyes on it and as far as he was concerned, he deserved a little consideration for managing to kick the launcher out the door.
He frowned, trying to remember the mystery man's name. Thad? Terrence?
Trent. That's it, he said his name was Trent.
For now, he just wanted to go home.