His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika

Chapter 262

Marvin

“That’s your guy!” I pointed out. “Danny Hernandez.”

It hadn’t even been a few days, and I had already found myself at the DEA office. The freedom was short- lived, and it was time to get to work.

I looked in the eyes of agent Clover. The man who was out to make my life miserable.

Someone had to get the blame for the murder of agent Maddens, and it was not going to be Santiago. Picking a fight and a possible war with the Hernandez was not on my to-do list, but I was just strictly following orders and doing what my dad told me to.

It was as clear as a day that Santiago felt stressed and had been taking it out on all of us. He was worried about the wedding and nervous about my decision to work with the DEA, and most of all, he was anxious about my return.

My dad made it obvious that I was more valuable than Santiago, and he couldn’t take it. Santiago was a sweet guy, but it wasn’t the first time something like jealousy got the best out of him.

“See, help me understand.” Agent Clover sighed as he tapped his finger on the computer. “We have already ruled you out because you couldn’t have fired the shot-but surprisingly enough, there is this strange gap between the time you arrived at the scene and the time you hid behind the van.” He concluded. “So please, tell me.”

“What do you think happened with that three-minute footage?”

I tapped my index finger on my chin and squinted my eyes as I went into deep thoughts. “That’s an excellent question, sir.” I played along. “You know who you remind me of? My old doctor, Dr. Lennings.”

“How come?” Agent Clover asked. This man was getting on my last nerves. “That’s a funny story,” I smirked as I crossed my legs. “I went to the doctor’s because I had this weird back pain. I told him my symptoms, and this man asked me to diagnose myself.”

I laughed at the old memories and shot agent Clover a questioning look. “You know what I told him?” I continued. “I said: Doctor, do you really want me to tell you how to do your job?”

Agent Clover rolled his eyes and folded his arms while he waited for me to continue. “The doctor said: You’re absolutely right Marvin, what kind of doctor would that make me?”

“What do you mean by that?” Clover snarled back. “Are you saying I’m bad at doing my job?”

Was it really that difficult to understand?

“I mean that it’s your job and not mine.” I made myself clear. “You asked me who I was protecting behind that van, and I gave you a name, Danny Hernandez.”

“Take the name, go after the real bad guys, and stop worrying about some missing camera footage because this is what these people do!”

Clover chuckled. “You know, you’re right. It is my job

is showing me, Danny Hernandez, so I’ll go after him first.”

“Good.”

let you out, and that guy was Maddens partner.” He explained. “So you have to help us out, so we can

Danny

murmured. “In the meantime, you and your family can continue with that ‘liquor business of yours.”

Castillo brand and our liquor in every supermarket. As

funny thing to let them believe that we had actually earned all of our money from selling liquor. Some were stupid enough to

replied. “That’s what he deserves. All we want to do is help you catch the bad guys, and I’m glad we could all agree that I was at the wrong place at the wrong time and was just trying to help out a friend.”

the cause of your back pain. What

funny anymore. I shot him an annoyed look

me it’s most likely due to carrying the entire family on

door and laughed at his reaction. All of that laughter had disappeared when all the agents glared

smirked at them. I knew half of them weren’t buying our shit and disliked us for our cartel ties

not willing to spare the Castillo’s to get the Hernandez. “Okay

my way outside, where Panther was already waiting for me. “Already done with your little lunch date, rodent?” He teased me as I made my way to the car.

ignore, it had to be Panther’s comments. He was disrespectful, rude and most of the time, he

thing I wanted was for anyone to see me near this place. “How about we pay him a visit before he gets locked up?” Panther

snickered.

lounge, told us to come right

you.

The guy had been planning his own farewell party, but

has alcohol,

“Hoes?”

“Yes?”

in disapproval. “Four years have passed, and you still don’t know how

Panther clarified. “Misty is also there. She heard about your release, and she…well, she’s a hoe.

of that woman was enough to make me jump out of that car. Misty was my annoying ex and had even been my fiancée at one point. She was one of

up, she cheated on me with every breathing soul, so I

not a joke. Poor Stanfield had to drag her out while she made a