The Imposter Page #2

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So I call the American Police.

County South, Detective Fowler.

The New York Police.

Lieutenant Kojak's office.

Different police stations in the States.

- Dobie here.

- Who is this, please?

I told them every time

that I was a policeman from Spain

called Jonathan Dorian,

that we had found a kid,

we are sure he's from the States

but we don't know where.

How long ago was this?

He's been maybe missing for a few years,

that someone must be looking for him.

So the police say, well, you know,

we got hundreds of posters

of missing persons on the wall

and we just can't go through each of them.

But what we can do for you

is to give you the number of the centre

for missing and exploited children

of Arlington, Virginia.

Centre for missing and exploited children.

Lorraine speaking. How may I help you?

Er, we have a kid in a shelter,

certainly is American,

who is about 14, 15 years old

but the problem is

we don't know who he is...

I describe myself.

Every detail I gave was details

that I know that I could handle.

I wanted to be vague enough for her

to look at many different things.

I wanted her to have many possibilities.

Let me just take a look here.

"I got maybe something," she said.

"Maybe, you know,

we got a kid from San Antonio

missing since June 13, 1994.

His name is Nicholas Barclay."

I said, "Could you send me a fax

of what he looks like?"

In my head, I was just a police officer

with, with Nicholas Barclay next to me,

trying to confirm his identity

and like any other policeman would do.

Let's see if it's him.

I thought, let's see if it's him.

I look at it, black and white picture,

old picture.

Well, missing for three or four years,

guarantee one thing,

there will be a change.

If there is a change, there will be doubt.

If there is doubt, then I got a chance.

Something in my head decided

I could do it, that I had to try.

I took the phone and I told her

that this is Nicholas.

We got him, it's him.

It's incredible, it's him.

My mom called me

and she says, "Are you sitting down?

You're not gonna believe this."

And I said, "What, Mom?" She goes,

"The police department called me

and they think they found Nicholas

in Linares."

So I'm like, "OK,

where in Texas is Linares?"

Because Texas has a lot of small towns.

And then she was like, "No, Spain."

I'm like, "Spain?"

Oh, God, how to explain the emotions.

It's like all these different emotions,

from excitement to bewilderment,

to what do we do?

What's the next step? How do we get him?

When do we get to talk to him?

I knew that after that

they would contact me.

They would try to verify, to call,

to see, to... Is it true? Is it here?

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