Sixteen-year-old Riley copes with the loss of her mother two years earlier with the help of a support group, which gets involved in a mystery surrounding a relic of St. Ignatius.

"Listen up, kid. My name is Dr. Cecil H.H. Mills. I'm the author of this book and many other ones that you might not have heard of. This book is about two idiot wannabe detective-types. Their names are J.J. and Valentine Watts, but I'm not sure if they're actually brothers or not. They make a friend; her name is Trudi de la Rosa. She's a wannabe detective-type too, but honestly, she's less of an idiot than the brothers. The three of them team up to...

This time, Riley might really have bitten off more than she's ready for. After practically begging the Council for a more challenging Soul Catch, she is assigned an actual Roman gladiator, Theocoles, the Pillar of Doom. To get through to him, she is transformed into the beautiful and mature teen she's always wanted to be. With a dream this enchanting, will she ever want to leave?

"Hey kid, do you wanna get rich? I'm talking real rich, real quick. It's easy, and to do it, all the info you need is contained within this book. Keep reading. Listen, my name is Dr. Cecil H.H. Mills. I'm the author of this book as well as many other better books that you may not have heard of. But this one is fine, I suppose--especially if you want to one day own a yacht. This is a story about three idiot wannabe detectives: J.J. and Valentine Watts...