This comes across like a cozier version of Dan Brown. In many ways it is trying to be too clever with its own central conceit (a puzzle quest for a kid to find out who their real parents). Its earnestness contrasts a bit too much with its inherently silly central concept (much like Dan Brown to be fair).

The story is told across two alternating timelines, one from the present day where Clayton is trying to find out about his birth parents and the other set 30 odd years in the past when the titular Fellowship of Puzzlemakers was founded. Whilst it does play around a bit with some of the popular word and physical puzzles out there, mostly this is a story about family and belonging and understanding your roots.

There is a genuine warmth to a lot of the story telling here, but I just found the overall setting a little bit to contrived for it to really fully work for me.