Carmen's heavy eyelids slowly opened, as her mind wondered where she was.

"Oh that's right" she said in a groggy voice and rolled over to see what time it was. It was 9:30 am.

She sat up, rubbing her eyes, feeling like she had woken up from a drugged sleep.

Looking down at what she was wearing she said "Why did I fall asleep in my clothes? I hate it when I do this" and got up.

She slowly walked to the dresser and got a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

"Glad they don't post pictures of me looking like this in the world papers" she said looking at her puffy red eyes, tangled hair and now flakey makeup. She took out a pair of jeans, sweater, sneakers and personal items, as her closet was only used for the Carmen Sandiego outfits and headed for the bathroom.

After finishing taking shower and dressing she stood in front of the mirror to fix her hair into a ponytail. She felt shy looking at her own reflection remembering who she was and what just happened 10 hours ago. It did make her feel like she was on top of the world and wanted to tell someone who didn't know, but who would that be? Then she thought about her two friends and what would they think after reading the paper or watching the news.

She opened up the drapes and walked out of her room. The house was silent, except for the tick-tocks of the clocks as she passed each room heading towards the kitchen.

"What do I feel like?" she said opening the refrigerator door.

The first scent that wafted its way up her nose was that of salami, onions and spicy mustard.

"Smells like Moe made his famous "Clear the room with your breath" sandwich" she said laughing and grabbing some food.

After finishing breakfast she cleared the table and washed the dishes then headed towards her office. Her minicomputer had long finished the download and was in sleep mode. Sitting down in her chair put her in the Carmen Sandiego mode. Her voice became sterner, posture straighter and she was more confident.

"Let's see what we got" she said moving the mouse to wake up the primary computer. Graphs and statistical analysis windows appeared on the screen.

She looked them over and finally said "Excellent..Excellent" and picked up the telephone receiver and dialed a number.

"Hiya Boss" Alan said.

"Good day Alan. All the equipment passed with flying colors. Please fill the orders and get them ready for shipment. I will call Lee with the specifics."

"That's great boss. There was no doubt in my mind that none of them wouldn't pass"

"I know Alan you are the best. Goodbye"

"Bye Boss"

She dialed Lee's number.

"LeeGalesehere" he said in a rapid tone.

"Lee, get the paperwork ready for Aeronautic/Aviation, Smith and Broker and Thompson Hauling. The equipment passed the field tests. I am going to email you a copy of their field reports. And I am finishing up the patent paperwork as well"

"That'. AndIhavesomehugenewsmyself. I justgotusfournewclients. . 'vereadandsignedthem."

"I will and thank you"

They both hung up the phone.

Turing her attention back to work "I almost forgot" she said and pulls up the maintenance crew personnel files and enters in their bonus amounts and routes them to their bank accounts.

She attended to the emails that were left and gathered the necessary documents needed to apply for new patents. She had just finished looking over the equipment schematics for the new patents when she heard a beeping noise. She turned around and saw a pregnant woman walking up the driveway.

"Has it been 3 hours already?" she said looking at the clock. It was 1 pm.

She quickly gathered up the patent documents, organized them and put them in an envelope and put it in the mail chute. She watched the woman approach the mailbox and open up her coat. She took out a flat envelope from her fake belly and placed it in the mail box, and took the other envelope out. She pushed the intercom button 3 times as a signal that the deed was done and left.

Carmen pushed a button on the wall to retrieve the envelope. It contained 3 Non-Disclosure agreements which allows VILE to operate like a regular company, without having to disclose anything else. The only information the other party receives is their equipment (modified of course to not copycat those used in the thefts) and a copy of the field test results that only shows what each company will use the equipment for. She read through the agreements and signed each of them Carol Sand, Proprietor or Seller Company.

Each contract is printed on special paper that when rubbed with a certain solution mix the signature area will reveal the name Carmen Sandiego and wipe out Carol Sand. This is only to be used in an extreme situation, and luckily it hasn't happened yet. She made copies for herself and entered in the signature date into their records and what equipment they were getting or patent usage information. Finally, she was done with her administrative tasks.

"What to do now?" Exercise? No, I want to talk to someone but who?" she said leaning back in her chair returning to the regular Carmen.

She sat there for a few minutes thinking about how she used to talk with her friends at ACME and smiled at the memories. Then she thought about creating a profile, but name would she choose.

"Carmencita Perfeccionista" is what Matthew used to call her, because she had to be perfect all the time. She logged onto the internet and began creating a profile, but what to use for a picture? She looked through the pictures on her computer, but didn't find anything suitable. She remembered her brown hat that was in her closet on the upper self in a hatbox. Running back into her room she took it down and opened it up. It was worn around the edges and she smiled thinking about all the crooks she caught wearing it.

She tried it on and looked at herself in the mirror. It was a little bit too small. She found her camera, took it off and snapped a picture of it.

"There now they will know who I am" she said putting the hat back in the box and back on the shelf. She ran back to her office and heavily sat down. She uploaded the photo and added it as her profile picture. The excitement wore off when she realized that the hardest part is to send a friend request. Her hands became sweaty and her heart began to race.

"This is ridiculous. I am Carmen Sandiego the world's greatest thief. Why am I so nervous?" she said out loud.

She typed in their names and sat there looking at their profiles. There was the button add as a friend staring at her. She moved the cursor over it, closed her eyes, held her breath and clicked on it.

"There it's done. Nothing I can do about it now" she said getting up and going into the den.

She sat down on the couch, took the stereo remote from the end table and flipped thorough the cds until she found a song that could clear her mind. She stopped on Beethoven's Ninth Sympathy, Fourth Movement, as the music played she closed her eyes imagining a moving score and seeing the instruments that played each note.