Chapter 316

I came to, vomiting on my DSI shirt. This wasn't what I'd been originally wearing. I had a fuzzy memory of being thrown the shirt along with a pair of sweats.

The towel had been removed from my face and the Rasha was pushing down on my stomach to expel the water.

Mandelbeast grimaced. "Get that disgusting smell off her."

A freezing jet of water hit my hair courtesy of the Rasha giving me a thorough soaking from head-to-toe with a hose. As a cleaning aid it barely rated; however, if their intent was to make me shiver violently, then achievement unlocked.

"Could use lemon, but still fairly refreshing," I croaked.

Rabbi Mandelbaum checked his expensive watch.

"Don't let me keep you from anything."

"I'll be back." He spun sharply on a hoof and walked out through the melting door that could have been featured in one of those Dali paintings that Ari loved so much.

"Sure thing, Terminator," I said.