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"Fucks sake can't it wait?"- John Shelby
Four days had past, in this time the church was turned on it's heels as well as the peaky blinders, a surprising visit from the inspector -chief inspector Campbell- to Mallory's door and one to the church Polly attended. Ada and Mallory had also become rather close due to the similarity in age and interests and on Mallory's free days she would often teach Ada to paint or go to the movies with her.
It was a day like every other, the streets were foggy and dewy, her windows blurry from the amount of condensation that had built up overnight. She was sat at her small circular dining table in the centre of the kitchen with a cigarette in one hand and buttered bread in the other. Last nights shift had knackered her and after John having another one of his drunken fits she needed a good break but she knew in short time another shift at the garrison was coming.
Just as she went to place the bread into her mouth a brash knock sounded through the hallway. With a loud sigh she stood up brushed the crumbs from her nightgown and walked to the door.
She swung it open lazily but practically jumped out of her skin when she came into contact with the inspector "morning inspector, is there something you need?" She still had the bread in her hands which she noticed he kept eyeing "hello?" She asked again.
He seemed to snap back into reality "ah yes miss Wright or rather... Hawke, shall I say, I need to come and look around," he took a pause "and maybe next time stick to the truth... you wouldn't want trouble now, would you?" he spoke bitterly.
She scoffed and took a bite from the bread "no thank you mr Campbell I need to get ready for work unlike you lazy bastards who come over and destroy peoples livelihoods," she looked the man up and down and soon realised he wasn't going to budge.
She huffed and stood out of the way so he could walk through. "You break anything and I'll have your heads! I don't own this place you numbnuts!" She yelled at the group of policemen flowing into her house.
For gods sake.
They were in her house for around an hour throwing things about, moving chairs, they even went so far as to move her sofa. "I told you not to bloody break anything!" Her house was utterly uprooted. "May I ask, mister Campbell what exactly are you looking for?" Her head tilted slightly and she leaned against the door leading to her kitchen, he didn't reply.
Mallory walked over to him and tapped his shoulder to gain his attention. "Leave. Now." She was sick and tired of being treated like skum and living in a shit hole like this didn't help.
Soon after though the inspector headed for her door "I'll be seeing you, miss hawke. Oh, and do tell your little boyfriend that I know what he's hiding." With a tip of his hat and a quick smug smile he left. Rory was now left to sort out her whole house. Alone.
