Tommy's  POV~

We were in the shit and when I say shit we were fucking knee deep.

The mafia was after the peaky blinders and we were all targets waiting to be shot at one of my brothers,polly or Aida and me of course.

They were ruthless and they would kill kids if they had to.

We had to move fast because we were all in shooting range.

They knew where we live so we had to get out and get out fast it wasn't safe to stay where we were they would find a way to kill us all.

The thing is this fight had been going on for a while now which hasn't fully been disclosed in this writing.

One of my brother was shot around five times in the chest on his front door step his own FUCKING doorstep.

Even if I didn't kill them Arthur sure fucking would and right now the peaky blinders needed to keep together for safety reasons if not to show strength.

We were under the protection of Aberama gold ruthless but we were the peaky blinders so I don't think we have a say in what's ruthless or not.

The changrettas were going to die just as my brother did and I was going to make sure of it but now we where all trying to settle ourselves back into Birmingham.

Just like the old days the smell of smoke and cheap drink was all around I can't even remember the last I was back here that's how long ago it was.

But it want for good reason he had held Johns funeral out in the open we didn't really have time to hold a funeral but he deserved it John had been a good brother to me and it had to be done.

The set up had worked and two men were down and there was many more to go.

I was meant to be managing aberama golds son in a fight in which could make the peaky blinders a little bit of side cash for the time being.

It's the least I could do considering he is a big part of our protection against the changrettas and their boys.

I heard the boy was a good fighter but i hadn't seen him which needed to happen soon because to be completely honest I don't have time for this.

It's more of a favour if you will.

I needed to pick up extra ammunition and I needed to pick it up myself because there was someone I needed to see.

If he's alive that is.

Grassy fields and hills something very different to what I know but it was nice and hidden so it would be hard for the changrettas to find us.

The tracks were bumpy but the car managed it up with us all trailing along down the farm road.

Parking up beside the tall wooden sheds and there was shouting from inside the small looking house.

Me and Arthur made our way in first making sure it wasn't the changrettas.

"Fuck you" a small girl shouted before throwing a rather harsh punch towards an unknown man knocking him back before kicking him in the stomach completely knocking him off his feet a loud thud echoed out as he hit the floor.

She pulled a knife from between her legs placing it to the mans neck.

Me and Arthur just stood back and watched.

"Get out before I have to do anything irrational" she removed the knife before lifting his chin with her finger and thumb before slapping him across the face.

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