Not bad, just maybe too teeny-bopper to be so full of adult themed behaviour (there are no adults providing security or boundaries for these teens, apart from a couple of immature twenty-somethings wrapped up in their own love-stories, an opinion-less bodyguard and his mindless minions, and an elderly couple of subservient house elves)—all which goes on without the need for taking any real-life kind of responsibility due to the extreme money money money these people bathe in as they traipse about the world in hot-air balloons and private jets hosting theme parks on their front lawn by the Trevi Texas-sized fountains. Oh, they make some sacrifices, nothing painful, but there is a showing of big idealistic fiction and a contribution to ‘world peace and ending third-world hunger’ by the end. Of course.

It’s fiction. It’s allowed to be ridiculous.

Overall, a mediocre story with mediocre characters leading to a half-decent finale. Lots of twists and turns, lots of secrets and hidden messages passed forward from several graves, a gamut of riddles to be solved and safes to be cracked amid more concealed tunnels and underground libraries than Buckingham Palace and The Louvre combined could accommodate. But it's Texas. It's the Biggest. Innit?

Anyways, there's loads of unrealistic action and loads of rich-people doing things that serve themselves and calling it fun or purposeful. A fast read with nothing much to discuss, think about, or comment on, really. Ends like a fluffy fairytale, sliding down a picture-perfect rainbow, hoisted over a golden world that floats on silver-lined clouds.

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...and they all lived happily ever after.

The End.