This is a panel from my upcoming graphic novel- Blade Runner: Threshold

She's not hunting tonight. She's reading — the crowd, the corners, the space between heartbeats. A combat replicant can be faster, stronger, harder to kill. But it can't read a room the way she can. It can't sit still in the noise and find the one thing that doesn't belong.
That's the edge. That's always been the edge.
Somewhere in this city, something is pretending to be human.
She'll find it. She always does.