"What are we going to do about him?" Jace asked the obvious question, "We can't live like this. I'll kill him before I let him touch you."
Clary stilled Jace's movement with her hand on his chest, "We have to be smart about this, Jace. We have one shot at this and we can't waste it. It could mean the difference between life and death."
Jace settled back against the sheets, bringing his arms protectively around Clary, pulling her closer.
"What do you have in mind?" he asked.
She looked into Jace's eyes, "Something that you're not going to like."