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

over

he

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

out 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 if they knew about my relationship with

“Lucas!”

if things couldn’t get worse, I now

Peter Clover.

a DEA agent until he made the switch after catching Freddie Hernandez for the murder

here because I had some

looked from me to Mario and the men with squinted eyes but eventually

Mario chuckled. “Marvin found

so?” Clover frowned, unaware that this angel was the daughter of his

Tiago is out of

at that?” A laugh escaped from between Mario’s lips. “It’s good to

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

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

me. “I like this guy. He knows how to

sure to shut the door behind me and looked at the man who

you embarrassed?” Mario sat down in a chair. He had a bold personality and was not afraid of speaking his mind. It almost

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

“I see.”

what are you

allowed to

planted a grateful smile on my lips. “You’re always

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

different from your siblings, and

Sure.

time this man

your shift.” Mario gave me no choice. “I have a lot to tell you about your mother, and I should’ve told

this man would just keep going

that.” I agreed. “Just tell me the

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

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

had actually worked my butt off to get where I was today. I wasn’t involved in any illegal business and did

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

was starving.

do this

away from me Marvin didn’t even want me

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

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

pictures of us.” He

rink, movies, and anything else one could think of. Mario had his arm wrapped around her in an overprotective manner in most if not

with a slight smile on my lips. In her last few years, the drugs had ruined her glow, but even then, one could not miss her beauty.

don’t mind me asking, who

used to go on double dates

Linda and

still

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

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