Michael casually herded them onto the Church Road. One of the women snapped a heel, and a couple of the men tried to protest, but there was absolutely no chance that their voices were going to be heard now. They all reacted in the same way as they stepped out of the reality that they knew and were comfortable with and stepped onto the Church Roads. First, their faces registered surprise, and then the fear kicked in: unchartered territory, strange surroundings and hostile guides will do that for you. It was pure unadulterated fear, accompanied by a low moaning sound that really irritated Judas, so he grabbed one of the men roughly by the lapels of his expensive and now tattered dinner jacket. The man looked like he should have been buying champagne for an eastern European pole–dancer in one
