Not too shabby for an evening of work. Out of the blue I decided to draw a character from a story I started writing years ago.

In the story, Svetlana is a part of a genetic offshoot of humans with certain abilities, including extended life spans and a certain moral ambiguity to their nature. When her family is rounded up by the KGB early in the cold war ‘for their safety’, her and her younger brother split for the states rather than wait for government hand-outs. Arriving in Seattle they find ‘freelance’ work for business tycoons that makes the most of their supernatural skill set in the field of corporate espionage. The only requirement is that the siblings are never seen during the day, and not called upon for any reason while the sun is up. Their employers speculate, but the expedience and accuracy of their jobs speaks louder than any curiosity of their habits. They take jobs across the United States for 23 years before encountering the protagonist of the story in chapter 4.