“By the way he was standing there looking away from me, and the length of the pause, I thought this time he had definitely decided that he'd finished, but he hadn't and this was the bit that Elijah really loved. The big Russian was two paces from me, but he closed that gap and bent so close that his face was almost touching mine. The garlic on his breath was suffocating me and his body odour was nauseating. I still smell that face in my nightmares, Mr Joseph, but the odd thing is I can't remember him walking away. All I see in those nightmares is a ghost beside me whispering the Elijah words in my ear,
'If it is mere curiosity that has brought you here, leave now. If you are afraid of the places you find yourself in, withdraw from them. Look within yourself for the truth because you will
