The Blood War, Peaky Blinders

𝟎𝟑𝟕 we're happy here

The blood war
chapter thirty seven, We're happy here 
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-1924
Cheshire, England

Tommy paced the clubhouse, "I want Michael at the Maypol Junction" he ordered. "Tommy, you do realise his son is gone too, right?" Polly asked. "Yes Pol, I do, which is why I need him on Maypol junction" Tommy said, "We need Moss to block all the roads south." He grabs the phone and starts dialling Moss. "Get me Moss." Tommy said, "Gone? Gone where?" Tommy asked. He slams the phone back onto the table, taking a deep breath. He fires it at the wall and circles the table again.

"Tommy?" Polly asked in an attempt to calm him. "It's them" Tommy sighed heavily. "Who?" Khloé asked, leaning against the door frame. "Khloé you have to sit down, too much stress isn't good for the baby-" Polly said but gets cut off by Khloé. "I'm fine, just tell me who Tommy, The Russians? Hughes? Alfie? Who?!" Khloé shouts. "It might just be some random woman. Sometimes women go mad" Polly said. "No it's them" Tommy said. "Who!" Khloé yells. Polly forgets Tommy flung the phone at the wall, "Did you break the phone?" She pushes herself off the seat and runs to look. 

"Tommy I swear to god, who is it?!" Khloé shouts. "You broke the fucking phone" Milly said, setting it back up on the table. "It's okay. We have another phone" Polly said. "Tommy?" Ada asked, making sure he was there. "Ada?" Tommy asked. "There's someone outside, a priest" Tommy said. Khloé glares at the door and starts to breathe heavily. "Let me talk to that bastard" Khloé said, walking towards the door. "Milly hold her!" Tommy shouts as Milly grabbed Khloé and shoved her down into a seat.

"I'll speak with the priest and let you know what he says, yeah?" Tommy said. Khloé glares at him, grabbing the handles of the chair. Tommy walks out the door and walks over to Hughes's car. 

When he returns, Khloé shoots up off the chair. "So?" Khloé asked, crossing her arms. Arthur, John and Paige had just landed at the house. "Where's Elliot?" Tommy asked. "With Esme" Paige said. "Esme's waters broke, I was just with her" John said. "Oh boke" Khloé gagged, not wanting to think about the fact there were two other pregnant woman, including her, in the room. 

"Where's Finn?" Tommy asked. "Out with the young 'uns looking for the Riley" Arthur said, "We couldn't reach him." "I need to know who spoke. Our enemies know everything. Everything. I need to know who spoke business outside the family. I need to know who spoke, who they spoke to now" Tommy demanded. "Tommy, listen-" Arthur started. "Your wife, Arthur" Tommy said as Paige's eyes widened. "Excuse you?" Paige asked. "You fucking heard me, Paige, I already know damn well who you spoke to as well" Tommy said, glaring at her.

"I never fucking spoke" Paige said. "Tommy, you're not thinking straight" Arthur said, "Your mind's not clear." "Or Esme, getting cash for cocaine, eh John?" Tommy asked. "Fuck" John scoffed. "All of a sudden back in the family, eh Ada?" Tommy asked, "That's a surprise, out of the blue. On whose orders?" "Tommy this is not helping find them" Polly said, looking over Khloé who's sunk back into the chair with her arms crossed and her leg shaking. 

"And you and your painter, Pol?" Tommy asked, "He said he knows you, things developed. You talked. If anyone has talked about the tunnel to anyone else, I need to know and I need to know this second!" "What about your clay kickers?" Paige asked, raising an eyebrow. "Drunk in a pub?" "Paige" Arthur said quietly. "Instead of blaming us for your mistakes, maybe take accountability for your own fucking actions!" Paige shouts. "I trust those men with my life, Paige" Tommy said, standing directly in front of her. "More than you trust us?" Arthur asked. 

"Yeah, as of an hour ago, yes" Tommy said sourly. "Where is Michael in this fucking line up anyway?" John asked. "You keep his fucking name out of your mouth, his son's gone too" Khloé warned. "Yeah?" John taunted. "No, he should be here" Arthur said. "I don't even fucking know him" John said, "How long have you fucking known him? Fucking three years. Khloé doesn't even fucking know him either, she only married him because he fucked her up" John said. "Fuck up John!" Khloé yells, the room goes that quiet you could hear a pin drop.