Chloe, Clover and Jace
Chloe had bobbed and weaved her way through the crowd, could hear the murmured conversations filled with shock and disbelief. Someone else had died, someone she knew and suddenly panic began to rise in her chest. What if it was Jace? What if--
Frowning at Clover, Chloe shook her head and pulled away from the other woman. She had to see needed to make sure that it wasn't Jace. "I need to see who it is." She said matter of factly as she turned to face the other woman. Didn't she understand. "I need to see if it's---"
His familiar voice stopped her cold, made her practically throw herself against his chest in relief. He was okay, he was fine, but someone else wasn't. "What happened? Who is it? Let me see."