'Did you see that?' Cora hisses towards me with a voice filled with a mix of shock and fear. 'He turned and looked right at you, Leyanne. Like directly at you, even in this crowd. He didn t look at anyone else.' Cora moves back too, shielded by the large man in the table off to the side of us who is thankfully a larger heavy weighted American with a Stetson, making great cover for us. We both stare back at the figure at the boxing ring who is now facing away and taking off his robe carefully amid a group of helpers. The voice over the microphone blaring out his credentials as a fighter, but I m deaf to all of it. My focus glued to this stranger and my heart beating through my chest with the sensation I m being chased, stalked, or hunted.
He's exactly as the visions showed. Perfect as a m
