Locorotondo, Madonna della Greca church. Sitting among the ancient wooden pews is the tenacious Bob Volarig, a history buff seeking refuge from the summer heat, and a family of tourists busy photographing a statue of Pirro del Balzo Orsini.

Intrigued by the scene, Bob Volarig realizes only then that the statue bears an inscription:

PIRRUS TARENT. PRINC. P. S. D. F T

From that moment on, his life changes, further disrupted by the arrival of the mysterious JFW in search of a phantom treasure that belonged to the Templars.

What if Locorotondo had been founded by the

Pauperes commilitones Christi templique Salomonis?