"Too late," she whispered.
The fire exploded upward.
Jude threw his arm in front of his face as heat roared toward them. A shadow surged through the trees, Rose's silhouette.
Natalie stood in an instant, her smile twisting, her eyes now glowing.
She turned to Jude, lips parting in something like a moan. "You almost had me."
And then she was gone.
Running into the woods.
Rose and the others followed.
Jude's heart pounded.
This time, it wasn't Susan who vanished.
It was Natalie.
And they had failed.