“Oh no,” said the half vampire, a hint of concern in his voice. “Don't tell me he went and did something silly.”
“No, no. God bless you, no,” said Stitches. “Nothing so drastic. He went down to the local council offices and changed his name by deed poll.”
“What a good idea,” said a relieved Ollie. “What did he change his name to?”
“Harry.”
Ollie picked up a rather hefty paperweight, a paperweight that ironically, and in common with paperweights everywhere, wasn't ever used to hold down any paper at all, and launched it at Stitches.
“You total and utter bumhead. Of all the…”
Ollie's outburst was cut off by a knock at the door.
“Come in,” he growled through gritted fangs.
Noah and Gertie entered nervously. Rumours still abounded about the agency premises, a legacy of Gorge's tenure a
