Once they had passed through the security and were a good distance away, the women turned to Jack. ÒI suppose you want to know whatÕs going onÓ Jack nodded. Ò Let me start by introducing myself, my name is Katya Derevko,Ó Jack looked at her with raised eyebrows ÒIÕm your wifeÕs niece.Ó Katya then went on the explain the situation at hand, ÒWhen Irina heard that you had been captured, she sent me to deal with Curvee. I traded the Rambaldi heart manuscript in exchange for you.Ó Jack stared back at her with a look of disbelief ÒYou mean to tell me you gave the manuscript to Curvee!?!Ó Ò Well, not really.Ó replied Katya ÒI switched it with a fake before I left. Curve is an idiot, it will take him a while before he notices the difference.Ó Then she rolled up her pant leg and pulled out the manuscript, then handed it to Jack. ÒI believe this belongs to the CIA. It was very helpful, we thank you for letting us barrow it.Ó
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Katya was one in a line of women who were known for their connections to the world of espionage. Every one of them were fierce, strong fighters and of an exceptional intelligence. Likewise they were all equally dangerous, to cross one of them was suicidal. If Katya were to ever have a daughter there is no doubt that she would have the same characteristics. It was a cycle which refused to cease. Each womenÕs life mirrored the others as they all lived out what appeared to be a common destiny. To them lies became truths and betrayal was not only inevitable but expected. Happiness was not something any of them would ever truly be allowed to experience.
There was no escape from this destiny as Katya had learned early. Since her childhood she was trained to take advantage of her power, her father had every intention of her following in his footsteps. He taught her not only to fight, but to compartmentalize her emotions, and above all he taught her that loyalty was of utmost importance. He would tell her stories of his sister and how she had betrayed her family and her country by falling in love with an American, and not just any American but the very CIA agent who she had been sent to steal secrets from. To him this was a cautionary tale which taught the dangers of allowing your emotions to take control. Katya on the other hand thought it was kind of romantic and likened the story to that of Romeo and Juliet. She thought the thing that was inexcusable was not that Irina had fallen in love, but that the KGB had forced her to leave her family.
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Katya was one in a line of women who were known for their connections to the world of espionage. Every one of them were fierce, strong fighters and of an exceptional intelligence. Likewise they were all equally dangerous, to cross one of them was suicidal. If Katya were to ever have a daughter there is no doubt that she would have the same characteristics. It was a cycle which refused to cease. Each womenÕs life mirrored the others as they all lived out what appeared to be a common destiny. To them lies became truths and betrayal was not only inevitable but expected. Happiness was not something any of them would ever truly be allowed to experience.
There was no escape from this destiny as Katya had learned early. Since her childhood she was trained to take advantage of her power, her father had every intention of her following in his footsteps. He taught her not only to fight, but to compartmentalize her emotions, and above all he taught her that loyalty was of utmost importance. He would tell her stories of his sister and how she had betrayed her family and her country by falling in love with an American, and not just any American but the very CIA agent who she had been sent to steal secrets from. To him this was a cautionary tale which taught the dangers of allowing your emotions to take control. Katya on the other hand thought it was kind of romantic and likened the story to that of Romeo and Juliet. She thought the thing that was inexcusable was not that Irina had fallen in love, but that the KGB had forced her to leave her family.