Great Britain's most wanted criminal.
"Well, shit." Clary declared, hearing Isabelle release a stream of extremely dirty curses.
"Okay," Maia started, coming to join Clary at her side, her face pulling together in the expression that Isabelle called the 'Maia's brain on crack', "But- what the hell would Great Britain's most wanted criminal want with Clary?" Maia asked, looking at Clary's defense team. Clary couldn't help but agree with Maia, nodding her head. Clary had only been living in London for the past 2 months.
"That's what I'm here to figure out." Aline said, walking over to the desk, and placing a file down on it. "Clary, I'm going to require your permission to look into all of your personal records. School, extra-curricular, whatever I can find." She finished, pulling a pen out of her bag and scrawling 'Clary Fray' on the front.
"Now, hold on a second." Clary implored, putting her hands in front of her. "Nothing even happened. He held a gun to my head, I'm okay now, end of story." She said, hoping to all the gods out there that that was, in fact, the end of the story.
"Clary," Magnus said, a look of understanding on his face, "Sebastian escaped in the ruckus. Once he retaliates, he will come for you-and don't try to object that, he will-and we cannot allow that to happen, agreed?" Clary bobbed her head at him and didn't push anymore.
"I guess then, sure, Aline." Clary said, and Aline pulled out her computer, opening it and sitting down. Clary looked at her friends and let Isabelle pull her back onto the couch, stroking her hair.
As Isabelle stroked her hair, Clary noticed how the assistants had started conversing with each other and writing things down in notebooks. She studied them, deciding that they had to be around her age.
The blonde one who Magnus had called Jace looked up from his work while the other one who had been called Alec was still whispering something and noticed Clary's eyes on him, their eyes meeting. His eyes were an intense gold, and Clary was shocked by how unnatural they looked. He tilted his head, studying her, and then offered her a grim smile before turning back to Alec and agreeing with something Alec had said.
Clary mentally hit herself for drooling at her Criminal Investigator's assistance right after she was involved in a crime scene. Gosh, did she have perfect timing sometimes.
Magnus and Aline looked up from Aline's computer in sync and shared a look before turning towards the girls.
"Girls, I think it would be best if all three of you head back to where you reside for the night. We will contact you when we catch first glimpse of anything." Magnus said, getting up and leading them to the door. "And, no worries, you will be fine just the three of you for now, Sebastian wouldn't dare strike this close to the scene, we know his patterns." He added, ushering them out to a police car and asking the driver to take them home.
"Thank you." Clary said, before getting in the car as Maia told the officer her and Isabelle's address.
As the car pulled away, Clary caught one last glimpse of Jace and his golden eyes before she was too far away and left within her own thoughts.
"Gals, really, I can be in my own dorm, there's so many people in that building." Clary protested for what felt like the hundredth time as Isabelle made up her and Maia's couch into bed form. After they had gotten dropped off from the station, Clary was planning on going back to her dorm, but her friends had insisted upon her staying with them until this whole thing blew over.
"Oh, hush." Maia said, bringing a giant bowl of popcorn into the room from their tiny kitchen and placing it on the ground in the front of the tiny tv they had duct taped to the wall.
Maia and Isabelle's flat was one of Clary's favorite places in all of London. It was on top of a ten-story building, the tenth floor, on the corner. From the window, all of London could be seen, the buzzing city-life. Of course, it only had one bedroom, one bathroom, and a tiny kitchen that contained a mini-fridge, a microwave and a laundry-machine, but it was perfect for Isabelle and Maia.
Of course, the one bedroom had a queen bed that Isabelle and Maia somehow managed to share, to Clary's disbelief, a cozy corner couch pushed against the window and a cheap tv duct taped on the little portion of the wall that wasn't a window, since basically the whole wall of both sides of the room facing out were only glass windows. Clary absolutely loved the place, even though the whole building was pretty sketchy.
"There!" Isabelle declared, patting the couch that now somewhat resembled a bed. "Be glad you're tiny, C." She said, earning a scoff from Maia and a scowl from Clary as she grabbed the remote and joined Maia and Clary on the ground in front of the tv. Reaching for the remote, Clary flipped the tv on and found their favorite British baking station and curled herself in between Maia and Isabelle, reaching back and grabbing a blanket off their bed.
"Gosh- can you believe we have four people working on a case for us?" Clary said randomly a few minutes into the show during a commercial. "I mean, three random girls. A student, a dropout, and a manager. How less important could we be and yet here we rutting are." She pointed out, earning a laugh from Maia and a cheer from Isabel.
"Here's to overthrowing the patriarchy, just the three of us!" Isabelle exclaimed, raising the popcorn bowl in the air dramatically.
"I can definitely eat to that," Maia said, stuffing popcorn down her throat. "Plus, did you see how young those two boys were? I'm pretty sure we got trainees on our case." Isabelle laughed, wrapping the blanket tighter around the three of them.
"One of them was making eyes at C while the other was making eyes at the lawyer." Isabelle sniggered, shoving Clary lightly on the shoulder. "Who knows, maybe C will finally get a relationship out of all of this, huh?" Clary laughed at that, Maia still shoving popcorn down her throat.
"Fall in love with my legal defense lawyer. Classy. Sounds more like something you'd do, Iz." Clary countered, earning a cackle from Maia who reached over Clary and kissed Isabelle lightly.
"She got you there, babe." Maia added, shoving Clary out from between them so she could get right next to Isabelle, nudging her face extremely close to Isabelle's. To Clary's annoyance, Maia provoked a full on make-out session, which was Clary's cue to get up and go to the kitchen for more popcorn.
When she reached the kitchen, she felt her phone buzz, and pulled it out, knitting her brows as it alerted her she had a message from an unknown number.
Almost dropping it, Clary stared at her phone in pure shock as she read the message over and over again.
Unknown Number: You cannot hide. I will find you, nothing will keep you from our fate.