Clary Fairchild walked down the street, her swirl of red hair concealed by the black hoodie she wore. The New York air was cold, and she shivered, zipping up her hoodie all of the way up. She hated when they decided to meet this late at night, but they had no choice. They couldn't risk anyone finding out. Her black boots clicked loudly on the concrete, as she finally reached the building.
Clary looked up at it, studying it. It looked as if it were going to fall apart any second. It was dark and dingy, and had been written off as abandoned a long time ago. No one ever bothered to go there. There were stories of it being haunted, and people did not even seem to want to look at it. That's what made it perfect. Clary walked around to the back of the building, and slipped through the back door.
She turned on her flashlight, and started to walk up the flights of stairs, till she reached the third floor. Clary walked down the dark hallway, till she reached the very last door on the right, and walked in. She was met with bright lights, and she clicked off her flashlight. The room was styled as a very fancy apartment - almost a penthouse. On the fancy sofas and chairs, sat five boys and two girls. Clary threw back her hood, her red hair spilling out.
"I found her." She started.
"Well, it took you long enough." Said one of the boys, his blue eyes flashing in annoyance.
"Shut the the hell up, I didn't see you volunteering to go find her." Clary snapped.
"That's because we don't need her." The boy rolled his eyes.
"Oh shut up, Will. Let Clary talk." Said one of the girls with the same eyes as the boy.
"Her name is Tessa Gray. She's twenty-one, and is a total good girl. She was a straight A student in high school, and was the valedictorian for her graduating class. Quite a bore if you ask me." Clary said, yawning.
"That's what we need." Said a brown haired boy.
The blue eyed boy groaned. "How many times have I said we don't need her? She'll rat us out."
"No, she won't. She'll be too scared. And who knows, maybe she's got rich parents and will donate to our 'funds'" The other girl smirked.
"Leave it to you to think of that, Izzy." The blonde haired boy rolled his eyes.
"I'll get her by Thursday." Clary said, and then grinned devilishly. "Oh, she has no idea what she's going to get into."
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Dangerous Love
FanfictionWhen Tessa Gray starts her new job at Lightwood Publishing, the last thing she expects to find is love. When she meets Will Herondale, the dark and gorgeous boy who has a troubled past, she is completely enamoured by him. But Will comes with deep s...
