"Pietr?"

The Rasha stopped and turned towards Mandelbaum's voice. "In here."

Rabbi Mandelbaum stepped into the room. "Why did you leave your post?"

Sweat ran down my back. Yay me for pulling this trick off, but I had no idea how long I could hold it.

I counted off the seconds while the Rasha told the rabbi he'd heard something, Mandelbaum told him he'd been imagining things, and they then discussed a few details about the funeral.

Ohmigod, shut up ...