We arrived at a quiet block in the slump of town. A few meters down the road was a cluster of pubs and clubs with blinding neon lights that lit up the night. The streetlamps were dim candle lights compared to them.

It wasn't the best neighbourhood. The area had gone on TV several times, notorious for its crime rate.

The jeeps lined up by the curb and everyone except the drivers got off the vehicles. "Let's start playing, boys!" Quentin howled as he led the small army with his ...