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Chinaman's Chance

... bodyguard, Louie would be an easy target for murder. I disembarked with the other passengers at the Oakland ferry terminal and stood around like I was waiting for Chen. A well-dressed middle-aged Chinese gentleman seemed to be waiting also. He was our quarry, Louie Fung. As the disembarking crowd cleared out and others boarded for the return crossing the man spoke to me in Cantonese. I responded in Mandarin that I didn't understand him. "Do you speak English?" he asked. "Yes I do," I responded. "We both seem to have misplaced our companions." "He will be here soon. He just has to." I made sure I displayed a certain amount of anxiety. "My uncle told me to hide until he came for me. He didn't explain why, but I'm sure he didn't want me to take the ferry alone back to San Francisco." Even as I spoke, the ferry was signaling for its return trip across the bay. It seemed that the dead man's body was yet to be discovered. "What shall I do?" "Wait here with me," the man suggested. "We can keep each other company until either your uncle or my associate returns. At least we won't be alone. I am sure they were both unavoidably detained." "You're very kind." "May I ask what your plans are here in Oakland?" "Jobs are hard to come by in San Francisco so my uncle thought that perhaps we should try our luck elsewhere." "Jobs are hard to come by everywhere, but this is a fortuitous meeting. I am a businessman here in Oakland and I just happen to have a couple of openings which you and your ...

... uncle might be interested in." "That is good news indeed. We are both hard workers. I'm certain we won't disappoint you." "I am certain you won't either." There is some old adage about plans going to hell the moment they're put into action. Two men showed up who appeared to be more of Louie Fung's henchmen. We didn't count on that. What was I going to do now? "I think it may now be safe for us to leave," Louie Fung said. "I cannot," I protested. "If I leave now I may miss my uncle. He won't know where I've gone." "One of my associates will stay here to alert your uncle when he appears." "But still--" "We can dispense with this charade now," the tong boss said. His tone of voice had gone from jovial to sinister. "I know who you are and I know who your so-called uncle is or more likely was. If he somehow lived and got the better of my man, he will not be able to savor that victory for long. Now don't try to make a scene and just come along quietly. We'll share a pot of tea and talk about your new duties. You may even call me Uncle Louie." "Uncle Louie," I muttered and shrugged my shoulders. I didn't have any choice but to cooperate, being surrounded by three men. I hoped Chen had his act together. "Don't worry, Uncle Louie. I'm tired of running." I bowed in submission. I glanced up and Louie was smiling. "That is the correct attitude to take," Louie said. "Come along now." I fell in next to Louie Fung as we left the ferry landing. One of his 'associates' was just a step behind ...