You had just finished reading the newspaper, reading the news about Arsène Lupin's latest escape from prison. He really knew how to escape in style, almost as if he disappeared in a magical step...

You sigh and put the newspaper aside, looking at the view of London from the balcony of your house. Wondering where he could be now.

What you didn't know was that Lupin is here, in your house. He was running from the police and needed a place to hide and ended up entering in your house...