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.

yourself

what, leading a legal liquor

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

was he doing here?”

looked straight into my office, and our eyes met. “Absolutely not.” He straightened his tie. “I’m here to meet

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

Peter Clover.

and used to be a DEA agent until he made the switch after catching

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

men with squinted eyes but eventually stuck out his hand.

chuckled. “Marvin found himself a beautiful

Clover frowned, unaware that this angel was the daughter of his former colleague.

is out

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

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

knock him down.” Clover looked at me. “Lucas is one

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

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

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

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

“I see.”

what are you doing here?”

not allowed to visit

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

criminal in the city risked everything to come and see me at

He continued. “You’re different from your siblings, and I

Sure.

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 doing the dirty

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

feeding me lies, this man would just keep going and going.

I agreed. “Just tell me the time and

had passed, and just as discussed, I met Mario

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

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

you go, sir, your pasta.” A waitress put a plate in front of me. At least the food looked good because

was starving.

you do this

tend to run away from

you had

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

pictures of us.” He threw them

the 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

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

don’t mind me asking, who

explained. “We used to go

Linda and had Marvin and Tiago.

still around?”

and he can’t wait

my mom, so