Jon looked in the bathroom mirror to see a beautiful woman in her mid-thirties. She sported long red hair, which was held up in a ponytail. Her clothes, while revealing, were clearly expensive and foreign. Jon leaned against the wall and started to rummage through the woman's purse. He knew that she must have some connection to the bombing if the wish put him in her body.
"Shit," he whispered to himself. "The stone isn't here. If this woman is responsible for the bombing, I won't just be turning her in, I'll be turning myself in. Fuck! There is no way this woman can get away with bombing a city without receiving a death sentence."
BANG! BANG! "Are you okay in there?" yelled the guard from earlier.
"Can't a pregnant woman throw up in privacy. It isn't like I can control it!" Jon yelled at the guard. He was surprised by what he said. It was almost as if the woman's body had an innate talent for lying.
"I'm sorry ma'am. I didn't mean to offend you. I saw you running and wanted to make sure you were alright. Have a nice day!"
Jon waited with his ear against the door to make sure the guard had actually left. Still confused about his predicament, Jon continued to rummage through the woman's purse until he found her cellphone. "Shit. Password protected." Annoyed, he placed the phone back in the bag then continued to search until he found her wallet. "Okay, good. I am Cassandra Price, 32 years old, from New York. I guess that's a good start. If this address is up-to-date, I can probably get into her apartment."
With this new information at hand, Jon stepped out of the bathroom and made his way to a nearby passenger car. As Jon passed a few wandering passengers, he caught a few men attempting to steal a look down his low-cut blouse.
"Ladies and gentlemen," spoke a voice through the train's PA system. "Due to a national emergency, we are being instructed to halt at the next station to await further orders. A bombing has occurred in our nation's capital."
Every passenger started to stir in their seats as a wave of panic took over the car. Even Jon felt caught up in the excitement. This was the worst thing to happen in his lifetime and he may be in the body of someone responsible for the act.
