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𝑸𝑼𝑰𝑵𝒁𝑬

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒆 𝟐.

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𝟑𝒓𝒅 𝑷𝑶𝑽

"Why a kiss on the cheek." Salomé said in a matter-of-fact tone. "But I don't think the French custom is why I was brought in here or the reason why you made everyone leave." Salomé said with slight sassiness.
Even after last night events Salomé was not shy around him and it slightly shocked Tommy, most ladies would've been too shy or bragged about it.

"On the behalf on everyone in this room, we would like to know why you were in Tommy's room." John did his best to sound proper, earning a nudge from Arthur and a amused smile on Michael's face.
"Oh that, who told you I was in his room?" Salomé eyebrow arches.
John's eyes land on his brother Tommy answering Salomé's question.
"Now what did he tell ya?"
"Had to get something of yours."
"Then that's it." Salomé shrugs. "I only had to get something." John and Arthur wasn't satisfied with that answer.
"It must've been something important because when poor Michael asked he was chewed out." Arthur always spoke to much, had a big mouth. No matter how many times Tommy tried to teach his older brother to move in silence, it went in one ear and out the other.
Salomé looked over at Tommy who had no reaction then to Michael who was clearly angry remembering the events from yesterday.
"Well that is none of my business Arthur." Salomé was doing her best to distance herself from whatever the Shelby's had going on even if her past attempts failed.

"What's going on, the pub is usually full." Polly Gray enters the snug curious why only the band and Harry were out front.
"Well I gotta get going now, I know my cousin's are worried about me." After Salomé said she quickly left the snug, John or Arthur couldn't even protest.
Polly Gray gave Tommy look, she had warned him to leave Salomé alone, she didn't want that girl associating with him at all.
"Is there a problem Pol'?"
"Just came from visiting Ada's."

A young Finn Shelby runs past a curious Salomé, nearly colliding into her.
"Tommy we've been done over!" Finn frantically says, catching the attention of his family.
"What?" Arthur sits up from the booth, Tommy the first to run out. Soon everyone followed along.

"What the fuck." John let's out as the enter their home/betting den.
The entire place had been ransacked.
"What the bloody hell happened here?" Arthur ask Scudboat looking around at the mess.
"The Lees." Scudboat desperately let's out, holding his wounded forehead. "All of them;cousins, nephews, and the bastard's." Tommy picks up a set of wore cutters as Scudboat explained.
"They've taken anything they could get their hands on." Polly spoke. "Four cash boxes." Polly held a empty cash box in her hands.

"They left these." Tommy held the wire-cutters in view of his family.
"Wire cutters, why would they leave wire cutters?" Michael asked.
"Nobody move." Arthur eyes scanned the room cautiously.
"I think our friends are playing the game." Tommy said.
"What Game?" Polly goes to sit the empty cash box down.
"Aunt Pol' don't touch anything." John holds up his hand stopping her in her tracks.
"Erasmus Lee was in France." Tommy spoke again.
"Shit." Scudboat stood up in realization on what Tommy was saying.
"When we gave up ground to the Germans, we'll leave behind booby traps set up with wires and we'll leave wire cutters as part of the joke." Tommy explained.
"Somewhere in 'ere there's a hand grenade." John clarified.
"Oh Jesus." Polly stood still in spot from fear of being blown up right where she stood.
"Don't move any chairs or open any doors." Arthur cautiously moved around making sure to not trip anything in that room. "Go easy John boy."