[ Apollo nods slowly. Lestat seems to be able to talk so openly about it all, but if Apollo were in his shoes he'd be fucking livid if Midnighter wrote a tell-all book about them, let alone given someone entirely unrelated the ammo to write a book of their own. It feels too much like an intrusion. ]

What was it like, reading about yourself? [ He shakes his head with a shrug. ] I can't imagine it was at all accurate - it's almost like Chinese whispers, isn't it? A second hand account of someone the writer had never even met...