Osama Bin Vezel

The motorcade of five cars and a minivan pulled up in front of the community centre. With practised grace, all 15 doors opened in sync but no one got out. From the leading car, Tanvir emerged, touching his temple and talked into his earpiece.

The turbocharged Vista braked in front of the beggar. The Lambo doors swooshed up to reveal a sando genji bulging over a pair of baggy jeans.