Chapter 17

• "What the hell were you doing to her?" Felix says, his voice practically a growl.
• He's looming over the angels as they huddle in the corner of the room. He's lost the top hat, but he's still dressed in the vampiric black ensemble he wore on stage, adding to the air of menace. Even though he's standing casually, almost relaxed as he addresses them, at any moment I could imagine him lashing out and grabbing one of them in a chokehold.
• "Explain," he says. "Immediately."