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

Chapter 326

I rested my hand on my mom’s stone and smiled. “I’m almost there, mom,” I spoke in a whisper. “Please hold on for just a bit longer.”

It was time for my weekly meeting with George Torres, and I knew he wouldn’t be too happy considering I had yet to give him useful information.

I discovered his so-called presentation was nothing more than a fairytale. He liked doing things fast, while I wasn’t fond of sloppy work. I was used to doing things spotless.

Spending time with Marvin had shown me that he wasn’t that difficult to get close to after all. Despite his cold image, he was a warm person who liked making his presence known.

Whether he was sincere or because he was fearful of me hitting on Elena? I had yet to find out.

Then agam, Pedro, or Panther as he liked to call himself, didn’t seem like a criminal who decapitated his enemies’ heads, but I had seen the pictures, so I knew the truth.

“Hey, kid!” George made his presence known. He patted my shoulder and joined me at my mother’s grave. “Hey.”

“So, how are you holding up?”

“I’m good, sir. How about you?”

“Besides missing my only daughter…fine, I think. He sighed. “Although I’m pretty sure she’s not doing well in that household.”

This was typically George. He didn’t want to come off as too pushy, so instead, he used reverse psychology.

I chuckled. “Don’t you worry about Elena,” I told him. “She’s doing perfectly fine.”

“My daughter is still young, so she can’t decide for herself,” George stated. “He’s taking advantage of her”

Somehow George still believed his daughter was a victim in all of this while that wasn’t the case. Elena was hopelessly in love with Marvin and would’ve followed him anywhere. No one forced her to do anything.

“Do you have something on Marvin?”

“No, not yet.”

“How long will it take?”

“Well damn, I don’t know George.” I snarled. “I’m not psychic!”

I respected the man, but he had to understand that I was putting my life on the line here, especially after he decided to include his immature, unstable daughter.

“Time is ticking, Lucas,” George spoke, irritated. “We need to get Marvin before he gets away with his crime and my daughter.”

See, that was the difference between George and me. He was after Marvin Castillo, while I was after Mario

-the true villain. He manipulated my mom those around him, and at the end of the day, everyone in that house was just a pawn in his twisted games.

“I get it, George.” I nodded. “I’ll get you what you want-so please be patient.”

After I met with George, I was back at the station. Making detective was not as easy as I expected it to be, mainly because I couldn’t focus on my job.

All I could think about were Elena’s words about the maids. If they were indeed close to mom, they could give me some more information about how disgusting Mario treated her.

“Mario Castillo, are you here to turn yourself in?” I heard from a distance.

“For what, leading a legal liquor brand?”

the man who leaned over the desk. Mario Castillo. Behind him

he doing here?”

eyes met. “Absolutely not.” He straightened

his sentence and nearly ran out of the office. This was the only division that was not corrupt, and

“Lucas!”

stairs. As if things couldn’t get worse,

Peter Clover.

man and used to be a DEA agent until he made the switch after catching Freddie Hernandez for the murder of Stevie Maddens. The same

“He’s here because I had some questions about this

me to Mario and the men with squinted eyes but eventually stuck out his hand. “How are

found

so?” Clover frowned, unaware that this angel was the daughter

is out

laugh escaped from between Mario’s lips. “It’s good to know

let out an embarrassed laugh, knowing he couldn’t get to Mario. Clover and I felt the

him down.” Clover looked at me. “Lucas

He pointed his finger at me. “I like this guy. He knows how to treat me with respect.”

me to my office. I made sure to shut the door behind me and looked at the man

Mario sat down in a chair. He had a bold personality and was not afraid of speaking his mind. It almost pained me to say that I recognized myself

want people to ask

“I see.”

are you doing

to visit my

always welcome,” I said. “Just

words surprised me. The most feared criminal in the

from your siblings,

Sure.

At first, I was surprised at how much free time this man had-but what else was there to

after your shift.” Mario gave me no choice. “I have

this man would just keep going and going. I

do that.” I agreed. “Just tell

just as discussed, I

was planning on renting out the whole place, I

uncomfortable because I had actually worked my butt off to get where I was today. I wasn’t involved in any illegal business and did not have to execute

go, sir, your pasta.” A waitress put a plate in

was starving.

you do

spoke. “Your brothers tend to run away from me Marvin didn’t even want

spoke casually. “So you said you had something

a breath and reached for his pockets. “Right, Carmela.” He pulled out

us.” He threw them on the

at the beach, roller rink, movies, and anything else one could think of. Mario had his arm wrapped around her in an overprotective manner in most if not all of

smile on my lips. In her last few years, the drugs had ruined

mind me asking, who

Julio,” Mario explained. “We used to go on double dates all

though he was married to Linda

still

over soon, and he can’t

pictures of my mom, so I held on

the maids, but she had never caught my attention.” He spoke. “Until one day she bumped into