MYSTICAL DINER

"I am sorry, my lord," Balthasar apologized as he raised his head to look at Atticus; his lips were trembling. He was scared to look at Atticus.

"I gave you a simple task and you couldn’t get that done; that bag could have changed everything around here. Get out of my sight at once!" Atticus screamed.

Balthasar did a half bow as he went out of the shop through the back door behind Atticus.

Atticus sat down behind his counter, placed his hands under his chin, and let out a long sigh.

Balthasar failed me; those lighters and the things in that bag would have been very valuable and would have made me a lot of money. I should have gone to retrieve the bag myself, but if I had done that and failed, Hudson would have known I was the one after the bag and wouldn’t want to deal with me again. I hope after this incident he will still come around; I still need to get my hands on those lighters, Atticus thought.

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Hudson was walking down the street with the map of the city spread across h
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