‘Name’s Richard,’ Felix said as Cam helped him to his feet, one arm slung over Cam’s shoulder. ‘We call him Lestat though,’ Felix grinned, revealing a snapped premolar, ‘which he hates.’ Now Cam remembered him. ‘Wait… Lestat, who’s friends with Charles? That Lestat?’ ‘That’s him.’ It was Emmy’s nickname for him, because of some old book about vampires. Apparently he’d dressed and acted like a pretentious jerk. It gave Cam a perverse joy to know that the name had stuck.
