Undying Witch by B. Austin

Author:B. Austin [Austin, B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Spell Bound Books
Published: 2019-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

IN LOS ANGELES, POLICE WERE CORRUPT AND EASILY BRIBED. “Oh, piss this!” Dima shoved a pearl back in her purse and walked to an alley next to the police station. She pulled out Pompeii from her pocket and spun.

It was a pregnant man with a beard and strong muscles who walked from the alley. The door to the police station was light in Dima’s manly hand.

“Where’s the birth control woman, Margaret Sanger?” Dima bellowed in a deep voice.

There were three policemen in the station. Their jaws dropped at the pregnant man.

Dima shoved the policemen out of the way and grabbed Margaret Sanger by the elbow. She punched the cop that was guarding the activist.

The sight of a pregnant man so startled the cops that they simply let Dima walk out of the police station with Margaret Sanger.

Dima stole a paddy wagon and the birth control advocate bounced on the seat beside Dima. It was all over the news that the American Automobile Association proclaimed women drivers as skilled as men, but they had not ridden with Dima behind the wheel.

Dima was driving while having contractions. Luckily, no one followed the women. Trolley tracks ran down the street middle, the rubber tires of the paddy wagon squealing against the iron rails.

Dima had only driven a few miles and would have preferred to drive further but the baby was demanding to be born and of in all places, Little Tokyo.

A firecracker popped from the factory down the street. The employees were working overtime for the Chinese New Year. Very few of the Chinese lived in Chinatown any more. Most lived in houses or shacks in Watts, which was on the outskirts. Watts was so swampy that it was nicknamed Mudtown. The Chinese workers rode the electric streetcars to Little Tokyo, then walked east across the river on the Fourth Street Bridge, to the factory. The men dressed funny in baggy pants and long jackets with big saucer hats wobbling on their heads.

At least Dima had not disguised herself as an Asian man. The police would never look for them in a garage belonging to the firecracker factory.

Dima turned to Margaret Sanger. She looked afraid even though Dima had rescued her. “I can trust you, Mrs. Sanger?” Dima asked.

She gave her a leery look.

Dima got down from behind the steering wheel. She walked around the front of the vehicle, and opened the passenger door so Margaret Sanger would not lock herself in. “What I am about to show you is a secret,” Dima said.

She clutched Pompeii in her fist and spun slowly until she turned into the young pregnant Dima. “Do you remember me?”

She stared at Dima with wide eyes. “It’s hard to forget someone as perfect-looking as you are.”

“Yes, the shape-shifting improves my looks. What would you say if I told you that I am really a 98-year-old woman who is about to give birth?”

Margaret Sanger still appeared to be in shock. Before she could answer, Dima spun slowly. She stood

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