After an unexplainable accident Annabelle finds herself hundred years in the past. In the boom of the 1920s, the era of Jazz and bootleggers. But it's not just the 20s she now has to deal with, she also happens to find herself stumble right into the...
It's been a few days since the Shelby's discussed the strange woman's intention over a bottle of whiskey. And still Polly hasn't found out about the coppers intentions. She, like everybody else at this point, has noticed the change in her nephew. He was too quiet, even for his self reserved self, it was almost obvious, that he was hiding something.
Eventually the Gray decided to follow Annabelle's suggestion, in confronting Tommy. She had a feeling, that the young woman would be right with her assumption and Tommy would actually be able to tell her, why exactly that new copper came to Small Heath.
Polly was on her way to church, hoping Tommy wouldn't lie to her in god's house. She told Finn to find Tommy and send him to her before hand. The youngest always had a talent of finding his family members quickly and unnoticed by others. As the doors to the church opened she could tell by the sound of his steps, that it was Tommy who sat down on the bench behind herself.
"I have ten minutes. What do you want?"
He requested to know in his usual disinterested self. But the woman decided not to back down, from his rudeness.
"An explanation." She wanted him to tell her without confronting him directly. He must have at least some clue, why she asked to meet him in private.
"An explanation of what?" The male decided to play oblivious.
"Of what's so secret. I've always been able to tell-"
There he abruptly interrupted her.
"Tell what?" Thomas clearly wasn't in the mood for his aunt's mind games.
"When you're hiding something." Polly paused for a second, not sure whether to mention the hint Annabelle have her or not.
"People round here talk. Some of them work at the BSA." And there Tommy gave her the reaction she was looking for. He took a weary breath.
"I've been talking to wives of factory hands. Detectives have been asking questions in the proofing shops." His lack of interest in this conversation started to bother the woman.
"Nothing happens at the factory without you knowing about it." As he still did not answer she turned around to him.
