[ WP ] ( S ) He was sitting on the train holding two cell phones . One was black , the other was white .

Gregory looked outside the window, at the sky dyeing in a deep crimson color. It had been already six long hours since the train departed of New Orleans. He just had to wait a few minutes more and he would be able to stretch. The uncomfortable seat was using down his patience but he had no other choice. He had to keep an eye on her, she would lead him to the one he was searching. 
 
 She was seated further down the aisle and did not move since they departed. He had not seen her eat nor drink anything else than water. He could not understand how she could still look so sharp. Her visage had no trace of fatigue despite staying awake for the whole ride. Pressed on her right ear was a white cell phone. 
 
 She had been talking the whole ride, and he still currently hear her cold, detached voice. Her voice did not tear either, after six hours. She was currently speaking in a language that sounded to be German. He was not sure. Her speech was too fast, cryptic … and he wasn ’ t understanding German either. 
 
 She was smart, however, they were in the direction of Dead-Ass-Nowhere, Texas. Not a lot of people around them had the ability to figure out what she was babbling. Gregory was award of what she was doing, despite not understanding her current conversation. He had followed her for so long. He knew he would understand the next discussion. 
 
 He was catching up with the information when she was hanging up the white cellphone. She was always picking up the black one in her left hand afterward. The woman was quickly dialing a number. Always different, he noticed in six long hours. 
 
 She was not greeting the person on the other side of the line, she was going straight to business all the time. Russian was then filling up the short silence, earning some annoying look from passenger around, wondering why they had the misfortune to be sitting around her. 
 As fast as switching cellphone, Eddith Clark was relaying crucial information to Nathan Wild, one of the most notorious criminal in the United State. She was unnoticed by the crowd, looking like a lunatic tourist that could not stay quiet. 
 
 Gregory finally heard an electronic voice call their destination. The train would soon arrive in Beaumont, Texas. He closed shortly his eyes, sighing silently. This torture would be over soon. He was not a man who liked to be motionless for an extended period of time. Especially not when his target was a mere two meters away. 
 
 During the short time his glance was away of Eddith Clark, something caught his attention. Something unusual. He looked quickly in the woman direction and the wagon became quiet to his ear. He could not hear anything anymore, despite ever one around getting exited to get out. 
 She was looking at him, her blue eyes like ice shards and she was not talking anymore. His hearing focused on a ringtone, in front of him. He gulped, seeing her lift the black phone. A Chill crossed him. As soon as he saw her open her mouth, he knew he was done. He lost that damn game of cat-and-mouse. The mouse turned out to be a big scary dog … 
 
 “ Understood. ” He could see her mouth. 

