So he was going to have to fish for what he wanted. Typical of HUNK not to outright offer the information; rather, he had handed Wesker a shovel and told him to dig for what he wanted without so many words. Fine. Digging was something Wesker was particularly good at.
He knew he could get the most basic of information on the island, classified or not from public records. And, providing the discs he had managed to liberate from Umbrella personally upon Sergei's death held record, he would be able to do a bit of homework on Umbrella's private use of Peregova also.
Topography would be easy enough to ascertain on his own, also. With the override codes he'd procured, he had control over Umbrella's satellites and the ability to monitor even the most minute of details on nearly any location of his choice.
What Wesker was honestly itching to know was who else had received one of these letters.
"Alright," he murmured after a moment's silence. "Let's start with the guest list."