Philippe has no memory why he piloted a boat in a very empty ocean ahead of a typhoon. He has no memory of the wave lifting his boat high into the air before slamming it onto reef known as Kahuna's Teeth to shatter like a crystal bowl. He remembers little more than his first name. If not for the dog, Ellie, and the hermit who hates people, he would be dead, and that would make his uncle very happy. Very happy, indeed.
From the islands of the South Pacific to America and back again, Philippe has a huge reward for his head and many eager to hand it to Uncle Rousseau. What is buried deep in the boy's memory the man fears so greatly? And who is the man with no name? A hermit? Not likely. Not with the resources at his command that keep the young man alive.