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.

you here to turn yourself in?” I heard from

what, leading a legal liquor brand?”

leaned over the desk. Mario Castillo. Behind him stood two of his

was he

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

the office. This was the only division that was not

“Lucas!”

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

Peter Clover.

until he made the switch after catching Freddie Hernandez for

j-just.” I tried explaining. “He’s here because I had some questions about this case I’m working

the men with squinted eyes but

“Marvin found himself a

this angel

heard Tiago is

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

and I felt the same, but unfortunately for me, that man was my

at me. “Lucas is one of the good ones.”

me. “I like this guy. He knows how to treat

as Mario followed me to my office. I made sure to shut the door behind me and

personality and was not afraid of speaking his mind. It

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

“I see.”

you doing here?”

allowed to visit my son?”

smile on my lips. “You’re always welcome,” I said. “Just

surprised me. The most feared criminal in the

enjoy your presence.” He continued. “You’re different from your

Sure.

visit whenever you want,” I said. At first, I was surprised at how much free time this man had-but what else was

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

just keep going and going.

do that.” I agreed. “Just

just as discussed, I

that the man was planning on renting

butt off to get where I was today. I wasn’t involved in

A waitress put a plate in front of me. At least the food

was starving.

you do this

run away from me Marvin didn’t even want me to visit

spoke casually. “So you said you had something to share about

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

pictures of us.” He threw them on the

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

I whispered with a slight smile on my lips. In her last few years, the drugs had ruined her glow,

mind me asking, who took these pictures?”

to go on double

he was married to Linda

he still

to fly over soon, and he

have many pictures of my mom, so I held on to each memory 1 could