Chapter 3 (What, again?)

The villain

Katia Chekova, a swallow ‘number 9’ born in Moscow to an ordinary secretary in a vast typing pool and her father was a high ranking military official that was recruited in the NVKD soon renamed the KGB, ascending the ranks in the communist committee becoming the second in command to Yuri Andropov, director of KGB head of counterintelligence. She was 6 when she started ballet but due to injury her career was cut short at 11 and she was approached and admitted in the Kazan School on the Volga river, a KGB spy trained in the art of seduction, agent; to flirt effectively and entice and seduce the opposite sex, it’s better they approach you then you approaching them, to collect and analyse information obtained from diplomats or other political targets, etiquette and manners, it was the little things that mattered - opening champagne bottles, knowledge of food and drink, culture and customs and adapt at speaking English, French, German and Russian. And additional lessons in self defence at the KGB camp wrestling, a mixture of judo and wrestling holds. She also became acquainted and accomplished in the art of interrogation(torture) and interviewing, in Kazan she used sentitives and tranquillisers for interrogating suspects that she met the famous psychiatrist Igor Zhianov and called on his services for both sports and 'active measures'.

Now at 22, Katia had a long willow snow figure with brown chestnut hair and green cat eyes had a smooth glacier grace, like immovable ice, cold but tough with a steely resolve. In her profession she get’s the thrill working undercover and its her job to acquire secrets this is how she justifies her actions in torture and killing if it’s not them it will be us, the world is a cruel, harsh, unfair and savage, that’s just the way of things. After seducing the US diplomat in Bonn embassy she discovered the CIA were involved in a defection of a major soviet figure in the hierarchy. She had few private relationships but Katia did date a top soviet chess master on and off for eight years.

Adapt at assembling and reloading firearms, a master shot with a pistol, her personal pistol ‘Ruby’ fit snuggly in the smooth palm of her hand (slightly squeeze the trigger with her manicured finger painted ruby red) and can be easily tucked in her small suede purse or pulling up her hot black dress can fit in the gun holster on her right thigh. An expert with rifles and shotguns she had little use for them unless of necessity like an assassination since 1969. Shooting was introduced as an olympic sport in 1896. There was a small group of women who pioneered shooting in the 1936 Berlin Olympics which made a pitiful impression. Her love of firearms and desire to compete made her women soviet champion in 1967 and with the Olympics allowing women to compete for the first time 1968 she registered with international shooting union straight away in 1968. In the Munich Olympics, she was informed she was only 1 of 4 women, a soviet sports olympic shooter competing against 378 men in sports shooting, the 10 metre air pistol and the 25 metre pistol.