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Chinaman's Chance
Date: 5/26/2017, Categories: Science-Fiction, Interracial, Murder, Non-Erotic, Romance Violence Author: sourdough, Source: sexstories.com
... Fung's bullets. I knew telling him that wouldn't make him feel any better so I just kept my mouth shut. We left without looting the bodies. There wasn't time to do that. We could already hear voices and lighted lamps were cutting through the darkness. I did retrieve the hatchet buried in the back of the dead henchman and also Uncle Louie's firearm. A quick stop at a water trough and I was able to wash off most of Louie's blood from my face and hands. We walked straight to the train station and purchased one way tickets to Sacramento. We didn't climb aboard the train until the last possible moment and then watched for any passengers boarding after us. We appeared to have made a clean getaway. I started to relax. "When do we get to Sacramento?" "We are not going to Sacramento." My heart fell. Chen had another plan to mislead our pursuers. I knew it was necessary, but I was already feeling weary. When would it all stop? "The man who remained dockside will be able to describe you," Chen explained. "Louie Fung's successor will be searching for you and I don't think it will be too long before they learn a person fitting your description was seen accompanying a man who purchased two tickets to Sacramento. They will wire associates to meet the train there. We will be off the train before its arrival there." "What is our eventual destination?" "I will tell you that tomorrow." We got off the train when it pulled onto a siding to let by a train that was heading in the opposite ...
... direction. Again, we waited until the last possible moment before climbing down and then watching for any other passengers who might have had the same idea. We walked silently and didn't stop until we were well away from the tracks. It was a moonless night and we seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. We climbed down a gully out of sight of any civilization and slept there until dawn. We washed up in a nearby creek and ate what little food we had with us. "I changed my mind again," I said. "I've decided I'm through with killing. I hope I never have to do that again." "What about Madame Bordeaux and the others?" Chen asked. "I am not going to go hunting for them. I hope they all suffer gruesome deaths, but someone else will have to do the job. It won't be me." "That is very good to hear. I am also sickened by the violence we inflicted. Yet, I cannot help feeling very pleased that Louie Fung is finally dead." "He deserved it. Also, I don't think we would have made it out of Oakland otherwise." I sincerely hoped we would never have to kill again. That didn't mean we weren't willing to defend ourselves from any bad guys we ran up against. I had plans to trade in some of our arsenal, purchase more ammunition and a cleaning kit. "You were going to tell me where we're bound for today?" "We are going to San Francisco, of course." "You're joking! Won't going there be too dangerous?" "It will certainly be dangerous, but no more so than any other destination we might choose." "Um, could you ...