Whatever the intrusion, it was difficult to see its details in the blizzard. Her eyes fluttered shut as the wind picked up speed, her hearing barely catching the change in plans. Melissa wasn't sure if that was the best course of action, but she was not so willing to expose her unborn child to another danger. There was, however, another aspect to consider.

She called out as clearly as possible, a difficulty with the wind as it was. "Are you sure about this?" she cried. "Shouldn't we look for another way across?"

But it was too late. The red-haired man was gone.