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.

turn yourself in?” I

what, leading a

man who leaned over the desk. Mario Castillo. Behind him stood two

he

eyes met. “Absolutely not.” He straightened his tie. “I’m here to meet

could finish his sentence and nearly ran out of the office. This was the only division that was not corrupt, and no one would

“Lucas!”

name basis?” The new captain revealed himself, walking down the stairs. As if things couldn’t get worse, I now had to deal with the head of the apartment.

Peter Clover.

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

“He’s here because I had some questions about this case I’m working on?”

men with squinted eyes but eventually

“Marvin found himself

frowned, unaware that this angel was the daughter of his

is out of

from between Mario’s lips. “It’s good

get to Mario. Clover and I

Clover looked at me. “Lucas is one of the

me. “I like this

sure to shut the door behind me and

embarrassed?” Mario sat down in a chair. He had a bold personality and was not afraid of speaking his mind. It almost pained me to say that I recognized myself in

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

“I see.”

you doing

to visit my

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

in the city risked everything to come and see

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

Sure.

I said. At first, I was surprised at how much free time this man

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

would just keep going

can do that.” I agreed. “Just tell me the time

had passed, and just as discussed, I met Mario for dinner at a restaurant.

renting out

place.” Mario claimed. The ‘we’ in question made me uncomfortable because I had actually worked my butt off to get where I

A waitress put a plate in front of

was starving.

you do

“Your brothers tend to run away from

“So you said you had

breath and reached for his pockets. “Right, Carmela.” He pulled out

He threw

think of. Mario had his

slight smile on my lips. In her last few years, the

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

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

married to Linda and had Marvin

still around?”

fly over soon, and he can’t wait to meet

pictures of my mom, so