Judas looked at Shallow Dave and Fleet Freddie. They were on edge, and they were scared. This was their chance for revenge, and by the look in their eyes, they were going to take it – or die trying. Sgt Lace was dressed for the night’s festivities and plain-clothes combat; she was wearing a tight-fitting leather jacket, and her boots, although very trendy and of the moment, had steel toecaps. Whoever got on the wrong side of her tonight was going to have sore ankles and sore you-know-whats.
They were too few of them to make much of an army, but Judas was glad to have them by his side. Whatever happened tonight, they wouldn’t be found wanting. Judas gathered them all together and whispered his plan of action to them. It was a simple plan with very few moving parts. In his experience, they
