Finally, in Columbus and awaiting Cora at the airport, shuffling through the pages I stole from the library phonebook back in Utah. I ripped several 'D Torres' from the book, in several areas around Newark and nearby. Surprised at how many there are even with his surname. Most have addresses and another step towards finding him before his fight. I lack patience and in my opinion waiting weeks to see him may be too late if we are indeed in a race against time.
Cora looks me up and down as I slide into the car with the handful of pages, and she s soon brought up to speed on what I ve found. Squinting at the picture of the man on the poster, she smiles encouragingly.
'It's him! The visions showed that arm with tattoos, the body build, the hair and even the profile. He is awfully handsome
