My mother is missing, and I suspect foul play. The only clue I have is an ancient stone tablet that nobody can read. And to make matters worse—I broke it. I’ve learned that I’m a descendant from Atlantis… sort of. And that I’m immortal… maybe. Probably. A little bit, anyway. Honestly, the more I learn about the secret world of the Keepers, the more confused I become. Thankfully, my friend Sean has connections in this new immortal world I’ve discovered, so we go to see a seer. But what do you say to a seer who can’t see? And how will I ever get anything done when I’m glamoured at every turn by unfairly good-looking Agarthians who are only after my fractured soul? I’ve got to figure out what the tablet says, and I’ll take any help I can get.