Thousands of years ago, my ancestors guarded a stolen artifact. At least, that's what our family legend says.
I was so excited when my parents decided to host an exchange student for the summer: Aran Pleione, a guy from Jordan who's just as much of a history nerd as I am. But there's a problem. He's obsessed with our family legend, which claims we once protected a stolen artifact. He wants to know what it is, where it is, anything we can tell him. It's pretty clear he's hiding something. I don't know why he's so interested in this legend, but I do know one thing.

Aran Pleione is not who he claims to be.