An existential dilemma: Owing the IRS and a Mafia guy: Who gets paid first?
Sometimes, we just need a little luck in life
Having just completed an eleven-part series last week about my relationship with the FBI during my now-49-year investigation of the 1975 Jimmy Hoffa murder case, I wanted to have some fun with this column by repeating an oddball story that I have told to friends and colleagues—but never published on Mobology.
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