‘Good!’ Macro thumped the cushion of his seat.’We’ll have that bastard Bannus in our hands and we can settle the matter once and for all.’

Symeon looked at him.’You seem very confident that the King will decide in your favour.’

‘Why shouldn’t I be confident? He’s got more to fear from Rome than Parthia.’

‘That may be true, Prefect, but for pity’s sake don’t say such things in front of anyone else here in Petra. The last thing we need now is anyone stirring up anti-Roman hysteria.’

Macro was chastened and took a sip of wine. ‘Just telling it the way it is.’

Symeon chuckled. ‘Which is why you’re an accomplished soldier, and not a diplomat.’

‘And thank fuck for that.’ Macro raised his glass. ‘Sooner an honest fighter than a man who fights honesty any day.’

Symeon clapped his hands. ‘An aphorism is born!’

‘I spoke to Bannus today,’ Cato blurted out.

The others stopped smiling and turned to stare at him. Macro recovered first.’What the hell did you do that for? You want to get us thrown back in that bloody cell?’

‘No.’

‘Well then.’ Macro shook his head in exasperation. ‘Why did you do it?’

‘I tried to persuade him to hand over Yusef.’

‘He said no, I take it.’

‘He said that, and more.’ Cato’s eyes turned to Symeon. ‘Bannus told me I should ask you what happened to Jehoshua, at the end.’

Symeon breathed in deeply and looked down into the dark red liquid in his glass. There was a long silence, in which Macro attracted Cato’s attention and raised his eyebrows. Cato gestured to him to be patient. At length Symeon spoke.

‘I’ll tell you what happened, then you’ll understand why there is now only a deep hatred between Bannus and myself. You already know that we were both followers of Jehoshua, but in those days we were also friends.The best of friends, like brothers really.There was a third friend, but I’ll tell you about him in a minute.We joined the movement because Jehoshua held out the promise of freeing Judaea. As he drew more and more people to follow him some began to say he was the mashiah. He ignored them at first, but after a while he seemed to become attracted to the idea. I confess, I encouraged him in this. I am ashamed of it now, given what happened. Anyway, the prophecy of the mashiah is quite specific. He must liberate Jerusalem, assume the throne of David and lead Judaea to victory over the rest of the world.’

‘That’s a tall order,’ Macro said quietly.