His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 256

Chapter 256

48 hours until release

Marvin

“Castillo, you have a visitor,” Stanfield spoke. I looked through the little glass of the steel door and furrowed my eyebrows.

“I’m not expecting anyone. Tell them to leave.”

Stanfield opened the door and pushed me against the wall before he forcefully put me in handcuffs. “Hey!” I spoke, irritated. “Did you not hear me?”

“I did.” Stanfield chuckled. “But I’m not going to tell Mario Castillo to come back another time. You can do it yourself.”

Wait a minute.

“My dad came to visit?”

“The one and only,” Stanfield confirmed while he guided me out. The times he came to visit weren’t many, and I could count them on my hands. When he visited, it usually didn’t mean any good and often meant Santiago had screwed up again.

The only thing I could hope for was that this was perhaps just a fatherly visit and had nothing to do with Santiago. “Is this necessary?” I frowned at the handcuffs. Stanfield gave me a sarcastic look. “You’re like a hyena. Who knows when you’ll attack?”

“Smart boy.” I chuckled at Stanfield. He was undeniably still traumatized from the first two years, but I had changed a lot. No matter how much anyone would provoke me, I would not start a fight and especially not

now.

“Aye, asshole!” Someone called out as we made our way through.

I turned my head and looked through the steel door glass to make eye contact with some guy. He showed his wrist and pointed at his tattoo with a smug grin on his face. It was a member of the Hernandez, and judging by the fact that he had the nerve to do this, it probably meant he had no idea who he was dealing

with.

“He’s new here,” Stanfield commented. “Yes, I can see that.” I chuckled. “He’s lucky I’ll be leaving soon.”

We continued walking, and before I knew it, we were already in the hallway. “Nervous?” Stanfield asked. So he did care about me?

“Boss, how is your relationship with your parents?” I teased him. “Do you have a wife? Children?”

“Is that a threat?”

“Oh, please.” I laughed at Stanfield. “If it were a threat, you would’ve known.”

“I’m happily married with three children,” Stanfield spoke. That hideous-looking man, married with three children? Not possible.

“Okay, Stanfield.” I nodded. “Imagine one of your children being behind bars. Would you have the strength to visit them?”

Stanfield let out a sigh. “Of course I wouldn’t. That’s a dumb question.”

I was glad we were on the same page.

“And how do you think they’d feel?” I asked. “Don’t you think they’d be a bit embarrassed?”

Stanfield rolled his eyes at me, “Your situation is different. You and your father are both trash-you know that.”

“Hey!” I smiled. “How about you say that to his face?”

Stanfield let out a laugh and pushed me forward so he could pat me down. My eyes met with my dad, who was seated with a stern look on his face. You were supposed to feel comfortable around your parent, but I felt terrified-and it wasn’t because I feared for my life.

It was because I feared for Santiago’s life. Dad was unpredictable, and I could not tell when he would finally snap and blame Tiago for all of his issues. “Go on,” Stanfield guided me towards the table.

My dad looked right back at me, and unlike Panther and Santiago, he remained seated. It was fascinating how he could turn things like this into business meetings. “Dad,” I brightly smiled and sat down.

“It’s so kind of you to visit me!”

“So you’re best friends with officers now? He frowned at me. “Is that officer you’ve been protecting?”

I let out an exhausted breath and shot him an annoyed look. “Nice to see you, son, oh thank you, nice to see you too, dad.” I helped him out a bit.

“I know you’re not capable of showing anyone love, but that’s how you’re supposed to be treating us.”“

My dad glared and gave me a daring look. No one would dare to talk to Mario Castillo this way, and to be honest, neither would I, but it wasn’t as if he could do anything about it. “You have a big mouth. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t let you rot in here?”

“Because you need me more than you need, Santiago,” I answered his question. “You need me so much that you were even willing to make a deal with the DEA,” I whispered the last part.

“I did it to protect all of us.” My dad defended his actions. “It was either the Hernandez or us and as you can see, it’s every man for themselves.” He spoke. “Don’t you think the Hernandez would’ve done the same?”

I remained silent and had no answer to that question. Freddie Hernandez wasn’t the same person he once was and would throw us all under the bus in just a matter of seconds. “I heard about your request to turn the six weeks into six days.” My dad addressed the situation. “That’s in two days, Marvin.”

“I know.” I shrugged. “An early surprise wedding gift for Tiago.”

I could tell by the look on my dad’s face that he did not agree to this decision.

“Marvin,” He began. “Do you really want to come out and rat out the Hernandez before your brother’s big day?” He whispered. “Do you think that’s smart?”

“I thought you were the one who wanted me out,” I spoke, confused. His words weren’t making any sense to me. “I do, but don’t you think it’ll be smarter to get out after the wedding?”

“Don’t you want what’s best for Santiago?”