The Perfect Crime

The bagman's quaking at the fingers
The hand-off glance a little lingers
A well-dressed man in the crosshairs
A shot rings out from somewhere upstairs

It was a perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect, the perfect crime.

- The Perfect Crime #2 - The Decemberists


Lucian "Lucifer" Malone on the run. He probably killed someone. And/or stole drugs. Probably.
Stupid neighbors who can't just mind their own business and start calling the cops after they hear gunshots, jeez...

Basically an excuse for me to practice humanoid anatomy and my greatest enemy, clothing. Clothing... how!?
Number 1 reason I don't draw humanoids.