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338. Miracles of the Magic Lamp
Author: Ashdenroth
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Dustin punched the street lamp in front of him and cursed aloud.

“Screw it. Screw it all, damn it!”

His knuckles reddened as the impact bruised his skin, but he clenched his teeth to supressed his groan.

“Damn you, Angelo!”

The manager came running to his assistance.

“Mr. Hoffman, you look hurt. Let me call you an ambulance!”

But Dustin stared daggers at him and grabbed him by his collar. “Shut the hell up and give me your damn phone!”

The pale-faced man quickly pulled out his phone and handed
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    It had started with Dustin Hoffman getting off the hook, and now the Taxicab Commission was investigating the cab drivers operating in Cobalt Cove. Angelo realized this wasn’t a mere coincidence.Someone was pulling the strings from above, and only one person came to his mind.“It’s Alex…Alex freaking Verlaine!” he muttered. “Listen up, Oleg! Stash all the moonshine away. Do whatever it takes to get rid of the damn bottles. If they get their hands on the moonshine, you won’t be able to wriggle free from this one.”“Most of the crates are stashed away in our garages outside the city limits. But…”“But what?”“A few drivers were scheduled to make deliveries tonight. They are carrying a couple of bottles at least.”“Call them up and tell them to dump the bottles at once!” Angelo yelled back sharply. “Alex knows about us. I don’t know how he figured it out, but he knows that you have my backing. He is going after your drivers to dry up my funds. And we cannot let him get the upper hand. D

  • 338. Miracles of the Magic Lamp

    Dustin punched the street lamp in front of him and cursed aloud.“Screw it. Screw it all, damn it!”His knuckles reddened as the impact bruised his skin, but he clenched his teeth to supressed his groan.“Damn you, Angelo!”The manager came running to his assistance.“Mr. Hoffman, you look hurt. Let me call you an ambulance!”But Dustin stared daggers at him and grabbed him by his collar. “Shut the hell up and give me your damn phone!”The pale-faced man quickly pulled out his phone and handed it to Dustin without question.Dustin snorted hard and dialed Angelo’s number from memory.“Who is this?”“It’s me, your friend, Dustin Hoffman.”“Dustin? What’s the matter? You sound flustered. Is everything okay?”Dustin suppressed a sardonic chuckle and replied, “You know what’s wrong. You set the department dogs on me. Call them off, Angelo. This is too much.”“What are you talking about?” Angelo continued with his pretense of ignorance. “I don’t understand anything.”“They shut down all my

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