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His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 254

Chapter 254

96 hours until release

Marvin

Dear Marvin,

The heart didn’t mean anything, and it’s just the way I talk. I know this is not a dating site, and I’m not looking for anyone to date either!!!

Anyway, about my hobbies. I originally planned on becoming a lawyer, but I work as a mixologist at a small cocktail bar, so it clearly hasn’t worked out. I’m a bit too embarrassed to admit it, but I don’t really have any goals yet, but what’s the rush?

(If things go wrong, I can always marry some rich guya

Enough about me. You seem way too intelligent to be in prison, and you have a ridiculously long list of felonies. My question for you is, where did it go wrong, and how can I preveni the same thing from happening to me?

From,

Lena

I smiled at Lena’s message, which she had sent yesterday. I knew she would answer. There was probably something that had kept her busy. It was only unfortunate that something had caused her to have a two- day delay, but it meant she didn’t bail on me.

No one ignored me.

So Lena was a mixologist. That was completely different from a lawyer, but shit happens. My future was also different than planned, so I was not one to judge.

Lena’s humor made me laugh, but she was right. If things really didn’t work out, she could always marry

guy. Judging from her profile picture, Lena was not a bad-looking woman.

some rich

I had no idea whether the picture was taken from her good angle, photoshopped, or if she was a catfish, but if that was indeed her on her profile picture-she looked breathtaking and gorgeous.

The smile on my face faded as I reached her last sentence. Where did it go wrong? It was something I had often wondered myself.

It was something that took me back to the day everything went down.

Four years ago

“We’re under attack!” Panther yelled out. “Retreat!”

The DEA had found us.

All of the men rushed to put the product back into the van and got back into the cars while the Hernandez men made a run for it. The parking lot was filled with smoke and gunshots, but only one thing went through my head.

“Where is Tiago!” I yelled through all the noise. Everyone ran past me, but all I could do was walk in the opposite direction. Panther ran towards me and tried to hold me back. “Marvin, you can’t!”

“Santiago is still out there!” I shouted as I roughly grabbed him by his shoulders. “Santiago…he’s still out there!”

“Santiago is not going to lead the Castillo’s. You are!” Panther scolded me as he pulled me by my arm. “Marvin, get ahold of yourself!”

I released myself from Panther’s grip and ran to the front while Panther ran behind me. Tiago!” I called out. I didn’t care whether they would arrest me or not. All I wanted was for Tiago to be safe.

Ti-

Bang!

I stopped in my steps and looked at Tiago, who had pulled the trigger. He had shot a DEA agent, and there was no turning back. “Tiago,” I whispered while Panther put his hand on my shoulder.

Tiago’s hands were shaking, and he dropped the gun from his hands before he rushed towards the agent who was fighting for his life. “I-I didn’t mean to…I didn’t mean to!” Tiago repeated while he looked back at me.

“Marvin_Panther…we have to save him!” He spoke with a look full of worry. What we really needed was to get the hell out of here, but Tiago was only sieteen. He didn’t know how stuff like that worked.

“Grab him,” I instructed Panther. He rushed forward and held Tiago by his neck so he could pull him along “Maddens!” I heard one of the officers call out. The voice was getting closer and closer, so I did what I had to do and grabbed the gun from the ground.

“I’m not an idiot.” The officer spoke while the blood gushed from his mouth. He appeared to be fighting for his life. “Santiago Castillo.” He whispered. The person who did this to me is Santiago Castillo.”

“Maddens!” The officer had once again called out once from a distance. I felt my blood boil after hearing the officer speak of my brother’s name and knew there was only one thing left to do. “It doesn’t matter anymore,” I said as I slowly raised the gun and pointed it towards his head.

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