The Blood War, Peaky Blinders

𝟎𝟐𝟓 Hate me (part two)

The blood war
chapter twenty five, hate me (part two)
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-1922
Epsom, England
Khloè followed Russell to the restaurant when Tommy would catch up to her. Arthur, John, James and the rest were doing laps around the track, looking to see if anything was out of the ordinary.

"Found a lost sheep" Jeremiah said with Tara behind him. "Come on Tara" Tommy said as she walked up beside him, "What are you doing down here?" "It's awfully lonely in the royal quarter so I decided to go on a walk" Tara said. "I actually have a job for you, undo two buttons to that and come on" Tommy said, leading her up the steps "just fucking great" Tara muttered to herself and followed him. They walked to the restaurant as Tommy opened the door. "Forgot what here looks like" Tara said, walking through the door.

"Yeah" Tommy said. "I know you want me to work so just say it so you may noticed I haven't taken a drink yet" Tara said. "Here" Tommy said, giving her a glass of white wine, "you'll need it." They walk to the table Khloè was at and sat down. "So what work do you want me to do here Tommy?" Tara asked. "Tommy... no." Khloè said. "Unless you want to do it Khloè, there's no one else" Tommy said. "Do what?" Tara asked.

"Tara... there's a man here and I need him separated from the crowd and taken to a quiet place" Tommy said. "A quiet place" Tara scoffed, sipping the wine, "you said I was finished doing your dirty work Thomas." "I just need you to isolate him, that's all" Tommy said. "No exceptions, you said" Tara said. "I've drawn a map, alright, of where exactly you need to take him" Tommy said.

"I don't need your fucking map, I know this place in and out." Tara said. "Just keep him busy at the place marked x, and I will get to you before he can start, I promise" Tommy said. "And if Tommy doesn't get to you I will" Khloè said. "This is the only time, after this no more" Tommy said, "I'll pay you an extra five-" "do not talk to me about money right now or I swear to god I'll break that glass in your fucking eyes" Tara said aggressively. "Where is he, I know it's Russell, I'm not fucking stupid. Where is he?" Tara asked. "Over there" Tommy said, nodding his head, "just be alone with him at three when the race starts and I'll do the rest, yeah?" "Got a piece of chalk?" Tara asked.

Khloè looks at Tommy with a confused expression. "Chalk?" Khloè asked. "It's how the soldiers know, it doesn't matter give me the fucking chalk" Tara said. Tommy reaches into his pocket and gives Tara the stick of chalk. "Tara it's going to be alright. I'll get to you I promise before it can start, I will be there" Tommy said, getting up off his chair.

"If anything happens, Apollo will have your fucking head" Tara said. "I'll keep that in mind" Tommy said. Khloè got off her chair and the two of them walked out. Tara finished her wine and takes off her shoe, writing down the symbol and putting it back on.

Khloè goes to find Arthur and be apart of that group. "Keep then guns ready" Arthur whispered. "She's here boss" Sirius said, reffering to Khloè. "The coppers aren't moving, they're stood standing like fucking gargoyles" Khloè said. "Keep your wits about you, boys, alright?" John asked. Everyone nods and they stand looking for their shot.

Tara got Russell's attention and finishes her wine, ready to leave. Khloè catches sight of her and nods at her, she looked back over her shoulder to see Apollo and Paige come out of their horses. Khloè looked at Tara and mouthed, "pick up the pace, I see Apollo." Tara nodded in understanding and walked a little quicker.

Tommy meets Campbell in the bar, standing beside each other. "Shouldn't you be busy?" Campbell asked.  "When you plan something well, there's no need to rush" Tommy said. "You know something?" Campbell asked, "I actually trust you to do this." He smiles, "do you think there might be some measure of respect developing between us." The intercom speaks loudly to say the race is beginning. "Old foes who have grown to admire each other? And see each other's professional virtues. Personally... I think not." "I think not" Tommy mocked. "Well I drink to that" Campbell said, taking a drink of his beverage.