His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 301

Lucas

“I made it to detective, mom.”

“Mom, I’m going to get him this time-I promise.”

Defeated, I looked at the grave in front of me and brushed my hand over the stone.

Carmela Nunes.

Today marked the tenth year of her death, and even at the age of twenty-four, the wounds had still remained. I was not over her wrongful death, and justice had to be served.

I was going to makehim pay, even if I had to do it with my

last breath.

For most of my childhood, I grew up with a single mother who worked her ass off just so we could get food on our plates. My sorry excuse of a father who was loaded could not give two shits about me.

My mom worked as his maid, and after he got her pregnant-he kicked her out without as much as a single dime.

He killed her.

His abandonment was the cause of my mom’s drug abuse and the cause of her eventual overdose. My mom was the main reason why I had fought my way through to become a detective. I was going to put an end tohim, and I was going to do it for her.

I kissed the top of my finger and brushed the stone one last time before I took my exit with the

map full of evidence in my hands. I got into my car and drove to the house of the man who was going to make a difference.George Torres.

After following Elena Torres, and The Castillo’s, I had gathered more than enough power to end this for once and for all. Two innocent women had already died because of that family, and I wasn’t going to danger another one.

Elena’s naive personality reminded me of my mom, and if I wouldn’t step in-she would probably end up the same. After the questioning, I had concluded that she was so far up their asses that she had somehow managed to give me zero information She was willing to lie for

him.

It all started at the hospital, and I could not understand how someone like Elena got involved with the Castillo’s Pen pal?What kind of excuse was that? She was the daughter of a DEA

What was she up to?

According to several rumors at the station, George Torres had been leading his very own. investigation and was after the Castillo’s as well.

he deserved. My dream was to beat the Castillo’s with the best, and in order to do that, I had to find a way

some new information would hopefully give him the push he needed to let

some trouble? Yes.Did I care? No. As

deep breath as I stepped out of the

had already been opened by none other than George Torres. He had a surprised look on his face and eyed me up and down. “Hi sir, my name is

“Is Elena okay?”

showed him my badge. “Sir, I-”

“Is she dead?”

George took a relieved breath and

so

want to discuss with

the same hatred

me. “You’re the one who interviewed my Elena, weren’t you?” He interrogated me. “I think we’ve met in

He remembered me.

smiled at the acknowledgment as I followed him to the living room. “So what do you have on the Castillo’s, and why do

my daughter pulled-I’m a bit embarrassed to meet you like this.”

“Don’t be, sir.”

he was in. George cleared his throat. “She’s at work right now, but she’s not in any trouble,

than giving him a proper answer, I threw my map onto the table.

“George.”

had a temper, meaning this could go both ways. “I don’t

face paled, and if I didn’t know any better, I would’ve thought he was

map from the table, causing all the pictures to fall out, and put them in the correct order. “This is the timeline I made,” I told George. “The first picture was taken a few weeks after I questioned your

she worked at, and surprisingly enough, she had left with him not long after. “He came to pick up your

you’re telling me you’ve been

his discharge-he came to visit her at the bar.” I continued. “He was with Pedro

“Stop.”

but it was the only way. “Not long after, your daughter drove to the Castillo estate, probably to officially meet his family-so the

“Stop.”

“As you know, Danny Hernandez was stabbed. Don’t ask me how, but I managed to get ahold of the phone of the inmate responsible.

George slammed his fist onto

to take a look at the other pictures. “You did all

finger on the last picture. “There seemed to be some type of altercation, and Marvin threatened

hands through

don’t think someone with a temper like that

the information, the only thing that surprised him was his daughter lying to him. So it

“I’m sorry, sir.”

chills through my body as I worried for his daughter. Wait, why should

going to

sighed. “Something I should’ve done a