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Turnabout Is Fair Play
By (Miss) Zagros Carolyn Mingmei Kimiko Wu
Copyright 2001 (Miss) Zagros Carolyn Mingmei Kimiko Wu
Sunday, 7:30 AM
As John Taylor awoke in his 7th story apartment at 1200 Lakeshore
on Lake Merritt in Oakland, he looked out his window onto the
lake and sighed. Soon this wonderful view would be gone unless he
could come up with cash and quick. He knew that this was the day
that many of the Chinatown merchants came to deposit their week's
payroll at the Bank of Canton of California branch in Oakland's
Chinatown and it would be the best time to rob the place. John
was a Caucasian male, 6'1", 175 pounds with blue eyes and brown
hair.
Still, he was a little worried that his plan might go wrong. His
girlfriend, Mei Fong, a 5'7" Chinese-American girl with long
black hair, a round face and only a high school education, slept
next to him, unaware of his plans, just as he was unaware of
hers. She was an ordinary looking young woman, fairly nondescript
but with a slight temper that had gotten her into trouble on more
than one occasion. Soon she would be off to do whatever it was
that she did, while he would go about his plans. It had been that
way for the past couple of months. Although they still slept
together, she was definitely not pleased with how he treated her
like a trophy, instead of a real person.
John didn't want to make breakfast so he turned to Mei and shook
her awake. "Arise, sleepyhead, time to rise and shine."
"You mean, time to make breakfast!" she retorted. "Make it
yourself."
John sighed again. Normally this would be cause for an argument
and maybe a few slaps but he was not interested in this at this
time. Soon she would be begging for him, if his plan went
properly. After eating a quick breakfast, showering, dressing and
grabbing the paper that had been delivered just outside his door,
John plopped himself down to the couch to read the Sunday comics.
Just then, Mei strolled in, dressed as she was in a black leather
miniskirt, T-shirt, and oversized biker jacket.
"I'm going shopping." she said, just as she did every Sunday, and
quickly exited.
John quickly put down the paper and called his best friends, Kurt
Roy. Within a half hour, his friend had appeared at John's door.
One by one, they were admitted to the two bedroom apartment. Kurt
stood 5'10", weighing 205 pounds with a small beer belly that
belied the fact that he was once a track star. His blond hair was
thinning but still quite long and he wore a single earring,
Levi's blue jeans, and a San Jose Shark T-shirt.
10:17 AM
When John Taylor and Kurt Roy decided to rob the Bank of Canton
of California branch in Oakland's Chinatown, they had little way
of knowing just how terribly wrong their plan would go. The
proprietor of the a local travel agency, a young Chinese lady
named Weiwei Lai, always stopped by the bank to drop off the
week's receipts. Normally, she was one of the first customers in
the branch but today, as she stepped off the BART train at the
12th Street station, she was running late and was a little
hungry. She decided to go to Peony Restaurant, which was just
across the street and upstairs from the Asian branch of the
Oakland Library, for some dim sum first. Weiwei was 5'3" tall,
very beautiful, with short black hair and green eyes. She had a
BS degree from Caltech in Computer Science but for some reason
unknown to those around her, she had decided to open a San
Francisco branch office of the Dailishang Xiansheng Zhuanru
Xiaojie, a travel agency that specialized in exotic adventures.
11:33 AM
Weiwei had just finished her brunch and was stepping to the
merchant window of the Bank of Canton of California with about
$7,000 in cash when two masked intruders stepped inside and
announced that this was a robbery. Each was holding a .38
automatic. Inside the branch, about 15 other people waited,
including an old man and a young mother. The first masked
intruder demanded that everyone empty their wallets and purses,
while the second demanded that the bank's vault be opened.
One elderly woman didn't understand the command and shouted back
at one of the men. Suddenly, there was gunfire and the woman was
struck in the leg. As she lay bleeding, the other patrons quickly
emptied their pockets. Quickly Weiwei threw down the week's
receivables but not before taking a strange flask from her pocket
and pouring the contents on the money.
11:38 AM
Before the Oakland police could arrive, the robbers had escaped
with their loot: approximately $35,000 in cash. As they
absconded, Weiwei maintained her calm demeanor and took out a
second flask from her pocket. She walked over to the old woman
and poured the contents of this onto the leg. Soon the leg healed
up and the old woman thanked Weiwei profusely.
11:39 AM
Mei Fong walked out from the video shop to see what the commotion
was about. She saw two masked men running rapidly towards her but
could not move in time to avoid one of them who collided with
her. She heard the voice say, "Sorry, Ma'am." and scurry off. It
didn't take her long to realize to whom the voice belonged.
11:41 AM
Disappearing down an alley near 14th Street and Alice Street, the
two robbers quickly disposed of their masks and grabbed the
briefcases and jackets they had hidden there. They moved the
money to the briefcases and zipped up their black Raider jackets.
Now they had to find a way to get out of town and fast. John and
Kurt doubled back to John's apartment to divide the loot and
determine what to do next but as John opened the door to the
apartment and allowed Kurt to enter first, he was surprised to
hear a loud crash and see his friend collapse onto the floor.
John kicked open the door to find a surprised Mei Fong standing
there having just knocked out Kurt. She started to open her mouth
to say something but John quickly moved behind her and slapped
his hand across her mouth to muffle her voice.
Pushing the door closed with his foot, he said, "Listen, you
stupid bitch, the best thing that ever happened to us just
occurred and you are not going to screw this up. Now promise not
to scream and you won't get hurt."
Mei calmed down and allowed John to release her. She saw John
pull a gun from his pocket and she walked over to the chair and
slumped down. By now, Kurt was getting up from the floor and
rubbing his head.
Looking up at Mei, he commented, "Man, John, you have one crazy
broad for a girlfriend."
John replied, "Yeah, but she is going to be our ticket out of
here. I knew I shouldn't have said anything when I bumped into
her but now we can use her to book passage out of town. Mei, call
the travel agent and ask for three tickets to Hong Kong and don't
do anything funny. We can pick them up at the airport this
afternoon and be in Tsim Tsai Tsui by tomorrow evening."
Mei went to the phone book to find a travel agency while John
still had his gun trained on her. As she flipped to the section,
she asked, "And just how do you plan on paying for these tickets.
You know, they cost about $2,500 each at the last minute."
"Shit" thought John. "Don't have that much money on my Visa card
and we can't use the money-or can we? Most Chinese travel
agencies do business in cash and with a Chinese girl to front for
us; we should have no trouble passing some of this money to get
us out of town. After all, the cops are looking for two men, not
two men and a little lady."
Mei said, "Here's one in San Francisco's Embarcadero Plaza One
that is open on Sunday. We can get on at Lake Merritt BART and be
over there in about 30 minutes. It closes at 2 PM today."
John had Mei call to confirm that the Mister to Miss Travel
Agency was open and able to book tickets and the three headed off
for its office with John covering the gun by draping his coat
over it, while still pointing it at Mei.
12:39 PM
Weiwei Lai was the only travel agent sitting in the Dailishang
Xiansheng Zhuanru Xiaojie when John, Mei, and Kurt strolled in.
She recognized the girl as a former waitress at the Peony
Restaurant and noted that the girl was walking in a stilted
fashion just in front of the two gwailos.
Motioning them to sit down she asked what they wanted and Mei
said, "Three one-way tickets to Hong Kong for today's flight and
we will pay cash."
Weiwei punched a few buttons on her computer and quoted the fare
as $7,326 total. Kurt opened one of the briefcases he was
carrying and started emptying the money on the table. Weiwei
noted the slight color stain of the liquid she had poured onto
the bills in the bank but said nothing. Instead she collected the
cash in a little pile on the desk, hit enter and walked over to
the printer that was printing the tickets to Hong Kong. As she
tore the tickets from the machine with one hand, she grabbed a
remote trigger mechanism with her other. When she turned around,
she saw Kurt holding a gun on her.
"Okay, now hand over the tickets and give us back our money and
no one will get hurt."
As Weiwei handed over the tickets, she pushed the trigger
mechanism. There was a flash of light as John and Kurt were
frozen. Mei quickly moved away from them with a look of both joy
and fear but Weiwei told her there was nothing to be afraid
about.
"Still there, boys? Of course you are. Just how were you planning
to get on a plane to Hong Kong with pistols? You were probably
going to kill this lovely girl, weren't you? You can hear
everything I have to say. So, you want to go to Hong Kong? I have
a special for you today. No cost, one way tickets. Exactly what
you wanted, right? Only you won't be going as you think you
should. First of all, you are going to leave all of this money
right here. The bank will recover the money but I am going to
help you escape. Only one thing, after what will happen when I
get through with you both, you are going to wish that I turned
you into the police."
Weiwei took out a spray and used it on John. He began to change,
his body contorting and convulsing. Soon a 20 year old Chinese
woman was sitting in a wheelchair where John used to be. She
would be about 5'1" if she could stand up at all. She had short
black hair and her head was slightly tilted to one side.
There were several scars over her face and when she spoke in
English, it was with a heavy accent: "What have you done to me?"
Ignoring her, Weiwei took out a second spray and moved on to
Kurt. He began to change as well and soon a middle-aged older
Chinese woman who was quite rotund was standing there. Her face
had not aged gracefully and she seemed to have no understanding
of English.
Weiwei explained, "John, you have switched bodies with Lili
Leong, a former high school cheerleader until her unfortunate
automobile accident. That accident also claimed the life of your
father. Kurt is now Mrs. Leong, your mother. Unfortunately, Mrs.
Leong has an incurable disease that will claim her life within
six weeks and it is so very painful. The two of you are now
linked together. I guess I should be thankful that you both came
along. I so desired to help Lili and Mrs. Leong ever since I met
them and now I can. You see, both of your former bodies are now
in Hong Kong. I gave them new identities and their previous
memories so they should be able to function quite well as Brits
in Hong Kong. They have a perfect alibi if they ever come to San
Francisco as well because no one can make it to Hong Kong in just
five hours and, at that time, they should be walking into the
American consulate asking for visas to come visit me here in San
Francisco. You both are due on a flight in a few hours back to
Hong Kong after vacationing here in San Francisco for a month.
Don't bother to tell anyone what has happened. First, no one
would believe you. Second, the spray will alter your minds soon
so that although you will always remember your past lives, you
will act as though you were the two women whose bodies you now
have. Your visas are set to expire tomorrow so you better get
going."
She waved her hand and the two were gone.
Weiwei then turned to Mei who was cowering in fear. "What are you
afraid of, my dear? You did nothing wrong. I am not going to
punish you. In fact, you can have your choice of any body you
like, any life you like."
Mei straightened up. "I don't want any different body. I like who
I am. I just want to save up enough money to afford a Harley
Davidson and tour the country."
Weiwei asked, "Oh is that all you want? Well, here. Take this
$7,000. I was going to deposit in my account so it is mine. I'm
sure that this will be enough to take care of you."
"Cool," thought Mei as she left the agency.
Weiwei smiled and thought, "Another happy customer."
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