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 stood

he doing

into my office, and our eyes met. “Absolutely not.” He straightened

before he could finish his sentence and nearly ran out of the office. This was the only division that was not corrupt, and no one would ever take me seriously if they knew about

“Lucas!”

captain revealed himself, walking down the stairs. As if things couldn’t get

Peter Clover.

to be a DEA agent until he made the switch after catching Freddie Hernandez for the murder of Stevie

explaining. “He’s here because I had

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

Mario chuckled. “Marvin found himself a beautiful angel.”

unaware that this angel was the daughter of

heard Tiago is out of town.”

you look at that?” A laugh escaped from between Mario’s lips. “It’s good to know you’re finally making use of those gigantic ears

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

at me. “Lucas is one of the

me. “I like this guy.

the door behind me and looked at the man who had the nerve to

afraid of

“I just don’t want people to ask me questions-because I don’t like answering

“I see.”

what are you doing

allowed to visit my

a grateful smile on my lips. “You’re always welcome,” I

because I miss you.” Mario’s words surprised me. The most feared criminal in the city risked everything to come and see me at the station because he missed

enjoy your presence.” He continued. “You’re different from your siblings, and I like that

Sure.

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

have a lot to tell you about your mother, and I should’ve told you

would just keep going and going. I held myself

we can do that.” I agreed. “Just tell me the time and

had passed, and just as discussed, I

planning on renting out the whole place, I wouldn’t have shown

because I had actually worked my butt off to get where I was today. I wasn’t

put a plate in front of me. At least the food looked good

was starving.

you do this

to run away

said you had something to share about

his pockets. “Right, Carmela.” He pulled out several pictures

pictures of us.” He threw them on

woman. It was Mario and mom 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 the

her last few years, the drugs had

mind me asking, who

to go on double dates all

was married to Linda

still around?”

to fly over soon, and

of my mom, so I

know, your mom used to be one of the maids, but she had never