From behind them came the noise of three burly men charging down the nave. It did not take a genius to know they were blocking the escape route to the door.

“Get him,” Agnes snarled, pointing at Thomas, who ran for the shadows in panic.

As he did, Thomas seemed to merge with gloom, growing so faint, he looked almost transparent. Jack thought he was seeing things, until he remembered the way Thomas vanished in his room.

Thrusting a fist in the air, Agnes Day roared out the words, “Fiat lux!”

A ball of blinding white light flared from her hand, instantly banishing all shadow. It took a moment for the dazzles to clear but when they did, everyone saw Thomas was gone.

Her goons hesitated, recovering from the shock of the sudden glare.

It gave them a split second head start.