The train swept her straight up into the air—and then reversed itself and slammed her down, into the earth. I saw her try to scream. But all I heard was the blaring howl of the horn of a southbound train. And then she was gone. “You’re right,” Uriel said, his tone filled with a chill satisfaction. “Someone needed to do something.” He glanced aside at me, gave me a slight bow of his head, and said, “Well-done.”
