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“How did you get roped into this?”
Simon asked, blowing into his hands to
warm them.
Jace shrugged. “Just lending a
graceful and athletic hand,” he said. “It
would be remiss of me to deny the
newest generation of Shadowhunters a
glimpse of what they could become if
they were very, very, very lucky.”
Simon closed his eyes for a moment.
“You’re doing this to impress Clary,” he
said. “Also checking up on me.”
“By the Angel, he’s gone telepathic,”
Jace said, pretending to stagger back. [x]
Clary tried to hide her annoyance. “No,” she said. “I’m going to be a Shadowhunter, but I’m not going to be like my father. And my name’s Clarissa, but you can call me Clary.”
The elevator came to a stop; the doors slid open. The warlock woman’s blue eyes rested on Clary for a moment. “Oh, I know your name,” she said. “Clarissa Morgenstern. Little girl who stopped a big war.”