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 in?”

what, leading a

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

was he

and our eyes met. “Absolutely not.” He straightened

was the only division that was not corrupt, and no

“Lucas!”

walking down the stairs. As if things couldn’t get worse, I now had to deal with the

Peter Clover.

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

explaining. “He’s here because I had some questions

the men with squinted eyes but eventually stuck

Mario chuckled. “Marvin found himself a

unaware that this angel was the daughter of his former

heard Tiago is out of

from between Mario’s lips. “It’s good to know you’re finally making use of those gigantic

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

looked at me. “Lucas is one of the good

today.” Mario spoke. He pointed his finger at me. “I like this guy. He knows how to treat me

sure to shut the door behind me and looked at the

embarrassed?” Mario sat down in a chair. He had a bold personality and was not afraid of

face. “I just don’t want people to ask

“I see.”

you doing here?”

not allowed to visit

always welcome,” I

surprised me. The most feared criminal in the

“You’re different from your siblings,

Sure.

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

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

there was more? After feeding me lies, this man would just keep going and going. I held myself

agreed. “Just tell me

hours had passed, and just as discussed, I met

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

Mario claimed. The ‘we’ in question made me uncomfortable because I had actually worked my butt off to get where I was today. I wasn’t involved

A waitress put a plate in

was starving.

you do this

brothers tend to run away from me

you had something to share about

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

found some pictures of us.” He

else one could think of. Mario had his arm wrapped around her in an overprotective manner

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

don’t mind me asking, who took these pictures?”

Mario explained. “We used to go on double dates all the

he was married to Linda and

still around?”

and he can’t

didn’t have many pictures of my mom, so I held on to