It's 12 A.M. A woman in nice work clothes is staring out the window at the dry landscape, the ground almost a blue color from the moon's reflection in the night. She plays with her messy bun impatiently, waiting for a sign, any kind of suspicious sounds besides the train's k'chack-k'chacking on the tracks and the occasional restless sleeper. There's a knock on the simple sliding door, and she excitedly looks over, only to see a train crew member through the glass. "Excuse me ma'am, would you like me to bring you an extra blanket?" She turned back to the window and spoke clearly, "No, I'm alright. Thank you." He'll come out of hiding soon, only two more days now. And the door slid back closed. The woman detective was on a five-day trip to California and it was day three. Since their departure from the Big Apple, she only had about twelve hours of sleep, napping for a couple hours here and there; and making her co-worker stay on 'extra-high' alert for these masked train robbers when she did. Anyone watching her would have thought she was obsessed, but they just couldn't understand. She was always almost too close to catching the masked bandits, but they always found a way of slipping right through her fingers. This teasing, or that's what she called it, drove her up a wall. But not this time, she thought to herself. They were all stuck on this train for at least two more days, and they were bound to show their faces sooner or later. She was ready for a chase, she wore her most comfortable shoes this time around. That was her highest priority, especially after getting her nice pair crushed after kicking them off, onto the railroad tracks. "..." She yawned, then lay sideways on her booth. She pointed at the man sitting in front of her. "Hey, I'm going to take a nap real quick, okay?" Settling into a more comfortable position, she continued, "If you hear or see anything-wake me up. You know the drill." She flashed him a smile, just to ensure he knew she wouldn't be long, then closed her eyes and laid there like a log.