Omertà

"With friends like you, who needs enemies… Kind of like having you as a daughter."

Annie. Hell at your doorstep, the abyss just beyond.

Our mother.

"When it dries, it's a bit like rat poison. They'll think we've poisoned them, those damn gypsies."

Gérard. Raw, brutal, cruel.

Our father. May his name remain forgotten.

"My parents are criminals."

Me. Lucie Vandecandelaère. Light of the Chandelier.

I was born in the night of Humanity. I was made to illuminate the darkness. From the muddy fie...