There will always be con artists, I know that,” Warren admitted. “But that doesn’t mean clairvoyance isn’t real.

I started to drink heavily, comfortably caught in the tentacle-like clutches of alcohol.

He didn’t like the idea of leaving unfinished business behind. He had wanted definite answers about the heart attacks to be able to turn the page on who or what caused so many of his brothers to die.

One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture; A pale blue eye with a film over it.