(Sequel to Little Roe)
How will Thomas Shelby handle his Little Roe who is now turning into a bit of a trouble maker. With her mischief and getting into trouble which somehow she always finds a clever way to get out of it. After all their is a sayin...
(Tommy's P.O.V.) I was mingling around with the crowd that came together for the new orphanage the Shelby Limited company set up. But currently I was busy talking with John and Arthur about business. "Fuck me, Tom, I don't know how you do it" Arthur said chuckling after I just talked with ankther lady. "Incoming" Arthur then said as another woman walked up. "Mr Shelby" she began pulling me aside, "your little girl is so much like you" she said turning to Roe who was playing with a boy the same age as her. "Yeah, she is" I said smilling, "Mr Shelby, would it be too inconvenient to steal you for a moment?" The woman then asked me grabbing my arm, "no, no. No inconvience at all". She guided me to another group of ladies. They held out a box and revealed a small metal horse statue. "From the members of Moseley War Widow's Institute" the same woman began. To my right I heard some commotion and quickly glanced to see Roe playfully rough housing with the boy she met. A quick glance to my brothers made them spring into action to stop the two kids from breaking anything. "made by Mr Winslow himself of Winslow Castings. From a photograph of your horse that ran at the Derby". It didn't take long before Roe and the boy began again and now I told the two off. Getting two sulking and annoyed looks back. I returned my attention to the photographer and made a picture with them all. "Thank you for your time, ladies. Thank you" I said thanking them before stepping away. I scan around the room for my daughter but couldn't find her. The boy was still here, although now being take home by his parents. "Where is Roe, Ada?" I asked walking to my sister, "she was with you" she told me, "where is she?" I asked as I looked around. I saw panic set in on my sister facial features "I don't know". I turned tk my brothers "boys?". They turned their heads when they heard me. "Have you seen Roelynn?". "Yeah she is... well she was just here" Arthur said realising Roe was not in the spot he thought she was. "She is playing ain't she?". I walked away from my brothers and quickly to my aunt as the panic began to rise. "Pol, where's Roe?". She looked around without knowledge of my daughters whereabouts. "Lizzie?". "I don't know". "Back door. Kitchen" I ordered my brothers, "get to Blake Street where the cars are" I said pointed out of the window. "Tommy!" Ada called my name urgently, "someone said they saw a young girl go through the backdoor". "Fuck!" I cursed and immediatly turned on my heel. Concerned I walk with a fast pace through the corridor, rattling every possible door as my breathing began to pick up. Finding them all locked. I stride outside and look around. "Roelynn!" I scream so loud that my voice begins to go hoarse, "Roelynn!". I feel sick not knowing what happened and hunch over before throwing up. "Roe!" I heard John and make my way over to him. I can't think properly and needed to hear somebody say the found her. Just playing outside by the flowers or stables and just giving us a scare. "John! Where is she?" I asked my brother who only returned an unknowing look. He couldn't even look me in the eyes. Our oldest brother runs outside and orders John to find Moss. "Arthur. Arthur, where is she?" I begged my older brother. "Junctions, block them all off" Arthur order to John who got a move on. "Where is she?!" I yelled scared out my fucking mind, "tell me!". "I don't know" Arthur admits and I crumble into his arms.
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"They saw her take off with another horse" Arthur explained quickly, "she went South". I froze for a second as my mind began to tell me places where she might of gone to. "Blue eye" I breathed in a whisper and looked at my brother. Who was slightly confused as to why I said the mare's name. I pushed him away and stumbled for my car "she's going after Blue Eye!".