All Chapters of The Lies They Told in Sicily: Chapter 11 - Chapter 14

One early summer evening, Mark came home early. He said he wanted to take me somewhere. He didn’t bring anyone along or check my bag or belongings. He just held my hand and led me to the car.The car drove out toward the countryside, the sun sinking behind the hills.As he drove, he suddenly said, “Eliza, today is my birthday.”The road stretched on, and I watched the sunset through the window while he slowly shared his past.“When I was eleven, I killed a man to save my mother. My father didn’t care about my mother or me. He had many women and children, and my mother was just one of them.”Night fell, and he turned on the headlights. His voice was calm, as if telling someone else’s story. “My mother loved my father deeply, but she was a pitiful woman because my father didn’t love her.”Eventually, the car stopped in front of an abandoned amusement park. Somehow, it had been renovated. Lights flickered on, neon glowed, but there wasn’t a soul around.“I’ve never been to an amuse

I was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. The moment I woke up, I demanded to join the mission to hunt Mark, but my father’s underboss held me back.“Rest,” he said firmly.He had placed a bouquet of flowers by my bedside. “Mark can’t escape. We’ve sealed the land, sea, and air. Capturing him is only a matter of time. You’ve waited all these years. A few more days won’t make a difference.”I studied the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, feeling a tangle of emotions. He had been quietly supporting me all these years.I shook my head. “Uncle, I know Mark better than anyone. I can help. Besides, I want to take him down myself to avenge my father and Vito.”The night was deep, and moonlight streamed through the window.He stayed silent for a long moment, then patted my shoulder. “Alright. You can go, but remember to stay safe.”Mark had hidden in a small town in Naples, right in the middle of the town’s annual music festival. The crowds made the mission far more compl