Chapter 62

"Ms. Katz." Rabbi Mandelbaum managed to make my name sound like an insult.

"Hello, Rabbi." My voice remained neutral, despite my clenched jaw.

"Wait," he barked at me in his Russian accent.

I traced a dick in the window's condensation.

There were two sections to the Brotherhood. Rasha, the hunters out there actually fighting, came from every race and religion, descendants of the original men that King David had chosen to magically fight evil. They weren't all Jewish, and it was kind of interesting to see how far-reaching those original bloodlines had travelled.

Then there were the rabbis, the ones who cast the spells involved in finding and inducting hunters. The overall pool of rabbis in turn, voted six of their number to form the Executive to govern and oversee everything to do with the Brotherhood. The Executive wielded a fair bit of power and Mandelbutt, as its de facto leader, had the most power of all.

"Ms. Katz, are you still with us?"