The Visitor

This will be the last of my assassin portraits I think, but no promises. This is inspired by a certain big countries rhetoric after another big country called their bluff. Set in the future, the big country could not let the other big country’s slap in the face stand, so, when the second big country did it again a few years later, the first country activated Agent X, who thirty-six minutes ago was at her job as a barista at a certain bubble-tea house in mid-town. It’s all about sleeper agents, spy stuff, and all those Hollywood films that spill out from the golden land, so, totally notional.

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