About the Book

A True Story of a Good Boy

After having endured the heat so atrocious and dry, I went to a bar in a small village near the sea in beautiful Sicily, to get something fresh to drink, a man of about 50/60 years saw me come in, and with his eyes as a police inspector was watching me all the time, he looked at me as he was looking for something recognizable, I couldn't take his eyes off me, I avoided any eye contact, I opened my notebook where I was writing to my next book and I tried to concentrate but it wasn't possible with those eyes on me all that time, then I thought of moving to another table to the other side of the bar to have some peace and concentration, it was impossible for me to take off the man's eyes, I knew I had to be careful in Sicily and especially in small villages, when someone stared you in the eye, is always better to avoid. After 10 minutes the man approaches my table without asking me a question he sits in the chair next to me, I was terrified, I thought it was better not to say anything and wait for what he wanted to do, he looked me straight in my eyes, and with a very calm voice without a Sicilian accent, asked me, sir, can I ask you a question? I looked at him with bated breath but very attentive to his every subsequent movement and I answered, yes, of course, the man was waiting for my answer as a guard dog, are you a journalist? I replied, no I am not a journalist, the man replied, because I see you write like a journalist, I smiled and answered, no, I am busy writing my next book, at that moment that man took a deep breath, and with a straight look in my eyes told me, sir, I'd like to tell you my story if you only have 10 minutes, I'm sure you'd like it, I replied, yes, of course, please, I was so surprised on one side and on the other intrigued to hear what the man has to tell and I answered, ok, please tell me your story, the man put his hands on the table took a deep breath and began to talk about his past experience. A young boy who grew up exactly in the same village where we are sitting, across the street was his house where he lives with his parents, he dreamed to become e power and rich men and for this reason, he moved to America to follow his dream. Did not matter in which way but matter to reach his goal, the easy way for a boy who grows up in a small village without education and no money was only to become a criminal, and this is what he became. I was shocked to hear how such young boy without any knowledge and experience made to become such powerful person in America and met power drugs millionaire criminal like Pablo Escobar and many corrupted politics peoples who really count in the American society. After 10 minutes listening to the story so true and wonderful, I realized that I found the story of my next book,

A Criminal is Born.