His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

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.

are you here to turn yourself

what, leading a

over the desk. Mario Castillo. Behind him stood two of his men, who shouldn’t have even been here.

was he doing here?”

eyes met. “Absolutely not.” He straightened his tie.

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

“Lucas!”

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

Peter Clover.

was a well-respected 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 murder George believes Marvin

here because I had some questions about this case I’m

and the men with squinted eyes but eventually stuck

found himself a

angel was the daughter of his former colleague.

is out of town.”

good to know you’re finally making

he couldn’t get to Mario. Clover and I felt the same, but unfortunately for me, that man was

me.

behaving today.” Mario spoke. He pointed his finger at me. “I like this guy. He

sure to shut the door behind me and looked at the

a bold personality and was not afraid of speaking his mind. It almost pained me to say

lied to his face. “I just don’t want people to ask me questions-because I don’t like

“I see.”

what are you doing

allowed to visit my son?”

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

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

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

Sure.

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

you somewhere after your shift.” Mario gave me no choice. “I have a lot to tell you

After feeding me lies, this man would just keep

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

passed, and just as discussed, I met Mario for dinner at

renting out the whole

worked my butt off to

you go, sir, your pasta.” A waitress put a plate in front of me.

was starving.

do this often?”

tend to run away from me Marvin didn’t even

you had something

breath and reached for his pockets. “Right, Carmela.” He pulled out several pictures and smiled softly.

He threw them

Mario and mom at the beach, roller rink, movies, and anything else one could think of. Mario had

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

don’t mind me asking, who

used to go on

though he was married to Linda and had Marvin

he still

to fly over soon, and he can’t

I asked shyly. I didn’t have many pictures of my mom, so I held on to each memory