Chapter thirteen

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She didn't wait for the day to come.Ruth picked up one briefcase and left immediately.She couldn't feel safe in her own house so she left

She told Alfred to go back to his home and she ordered all her maids to go back home and lock the house.All the doors and windows should be covered and all the curtains had to be drawn.

A dark cloud covered the sky above her house.The mansion was once again dull and dead.Fear in the air and she left again

Ruth parked the car outside the station leaving the keys on the roof for someone to take the car because she didn't want it anymore

A weird chill ran down her spine making her shiver a little.She closed her eyes breathing in heavily and leaned against the car to regain composure

Blood froze in her veins

She could hear a very faint yet familiar whistle far away.Her eyes opened wide.It was the same whistle Luca used to sing

Ruth slowly looked at front to see a man standing in the shadows.He wore a black hat on his head and he looked...ITALIAN

When Ruth looked behind she saw another man standing at the other end of the street smoking a cigarette and staring right at her

Suddenly Ruth felt a hand grab her shoulder.With a reflex she grabbed the persons hand and twisted it.The man yelled out in pain.

The two other men running to her.Ruth kicked the man by her leg on his chin making him fall on the ground.

She was punched on her face hard,her lip was already cut.Ruth hit her fist hard on his face breaking the man's nose.He grabbed his nose and backed away

Another man grabbed her in a chokehold from the back.Ruth grunted and tried to pull away.She didn't think twice and she put her legs on the cars door as support and pushed the man back making him loose his balance and she did a flip and stood back up

She was immediately hit with a fist on the side of her face.A high pitched ringing sound deafened her ears.Her legs started to wobble.She remembered she had her gun in her pocket.

She took it out and without a second to be wasted she shot them all.Ruth fell on the ground breathing heavily

Her world was spinning around her and all she wanted was Tommy to be here right now.She heard the whistling song again.

Ruth let out a choked gasp and stood back up on her limp legs.She ran inside the station.There was no one there because it was so late at night

Her nose was bleeding,her lip was bleeding,her white shirt was now red in colour.Ruth could hear someone's footsteps behind her.

She turned around aiming her gun to see that no one was there.She was hit on her arm and the gun fell on the ground.Another man grabbed her by her neck pulling her to him

Ruth kicked his balls and then spinned and kicked his feet hard enough to break it.His knee dislocated and he fell to the cobble ground.

Ruth grabbed her gun and backed away breathing heavily through her lungs.She could hear him whistle right next to her ear

The sound was echoing from everywhere.Ruth by the corner of her eye could see a familiar black shadow moving at the far end of the scenery

It was the same man she saw when she was in America in the fields.A man with a peaked hat who she now recognised as..

TOMMY SHELBY

But he wasn't there.He was just an imagination.Ruth wanted to see him more than anything.Tears stung her eyes making them burn with pain.

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