I had been in boarding school since I was six. My mother had just passed away and I was sent to live with the father I had never met before. I stayed with him for a total of a week before he sent me here. He visited once or twice when I was little, but now he only sent me the occasional letter once a year. I've given up on writing him.

Yet, I was desperate to get out. I wanted to explore, discover new things in life. One morning I faked sick to get out of my classes. I set to work packing the few valuables I had and placed the only gift my father had ever given me on my head. It was his old hat.

It was easy really. All I had to do was scale the wall and make a run for it. I ran to the nearest train station and bought my ticket. I was going to the only place I knew I could find him.

It was a day later I stepped into his office at the University. He didn't look up from his papers, but he immediately knew it was me.

"So, I hear you've turned into an escape artist. I got a call from the school."

"I'm not going back, so you can abandon all hope of that now. Better leave you mind right now."

He looked up. He was a little older than I remembered, but he still looked like the hero my mother always said he was. He stared me in the eyes, and I stared right back.

"We'll just have to try another school."

"No, sir. No more school for me. I'm done with all of that. I am staying here with you."

"Now, Sarah, please be reasonable."

"I am. You're my dad, and you're supposed to take care of me. I want to be here with you, not off at some school where you write me once a year."

He opened his mouth to protest, but at that moment there was a loud bang on the door. My dad stood up, and only then did I notice he was in his adventure getup. Without a word he shoved me in a nearby closet. I heard heels as the door was banged down and she entered the room.

"Indiana Jones, I presume."

"Yes, and what can I do for you?"

She spoke with a deep Russian accent. "You know what we want. You stole it from my boss and we want it back"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"I see. Than we shall leave. But know this, Indiana Jones. That wasn't the only map we had. And we are most certainly going to beat you to it. And there is nothing you can ever do to stop us." I heard her exit. My dad let out a deep sigh and fell into his chair.

"This isn't going to be as easy as it used to be."

That's when the adventure began. That's when it all started. And I was determined to be along for the ride.