“Above us the kilns glowed deep against the darkness of the valley sides. Mud clung to my boots, every step adding a fresh layer. The last heave up to the charcoal stacks was a mimed toil, each movement more exaggerated than the last. I looked back. Saul was struggling twenty paces behind, a permanent scowl part agony, part outrage, all indignity, twisted across his face. I had draped a white shroud from the Temple stores around his neck and he was very obviously terrified of polluting it.” From ‘The Judas Case’– included in the showcase