"And Rabbi Abrams," I couldn't bring myself to call him Isaac, "didn't think the Brotherhood would sanction that way. Because you're a... what?" I held up my hands at her glare. "My best friend is a half-demon. I'm not going to judge. Especially if you plan on helping me, but this is about Ari's safety. Please."

Her indignation turned to amusement. "A Rasha with a demon friend. You're an interesting girl."

"Thanks. The Brotherhood fails to see it."

"Yes, well, ...