Mariana finds out the husband she grieved for is alive after all these years.
Now she must adjust to a new life with the return of Alfie Solomons, without Thomas Shelby and with the new threat of Michael Gray hanging over all of their heads.
Alfie...
"She fed me with love and sacrifices and now, I've become powerful" - Mother- Nivya
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Mariana's POV
"It's a fucking day for it eh?" Arthur said sadly, looking at the smoke above us, factories working over time, people working overtime as we sat here in the morning air In our back yard... like kids.
Drinking tea and huddled up in blankets like we didn't have a care in the world But we did. Too many cares "I got that machine gun over, arrived last night" I told him, looking up at the smoke with him, resting my head on the back of my chair, my tea warming my palms.
"Good. Isaiah has found the gas" he said I nodded "Good" I replied It was a bold plan I admit But it just might work.
Killing Laura McKee was one of those necessities. A death warranted by all. For Polly For Aberama. Even for that head case Barney
"I've thought about what to do, where to go when this is all over. I've been thinking maybe Spain. Russia, Alfie wants to be near family but I think a hot place will do him good" I thought aloud "Nothing will do that man any good" he replied
"I love him Arthur" I said "I know. I love Linda. It's our faults, it's in us, to love those things that hurt us" he said "You sound almost poetic" I smiled up at the sky "Grief makes me sensitive" he shrugged, making me laugh.
"You think she agrees with us? Pol" I said, searching for her in the sky But she would never appear. Not anymore.
"I think she agrees that McKee should die" he said simply "But not with everything else?" I asked, rolling my head to the side to look at him
"Tommy is different now. If she was still here... I don't think a lot of this would be happening" he said honestly "That's the most insightful thing I've ever heard you say" I teased
"You should talk to him" he said "No body can talk to him anymore Arthur, I don't even know what he is anymore, who he is" I said "He's my brother. And he..." "He what?" I asked "It doesn't matter" he dismissed
"He what Arthur?" I asked "He just... talk to him, please" he said simply I looked back to the sky "That's if there's anything left to talk to. What if Michael win-" "He won't" he said
"What if he does?" He thought for a moment, looking down at his mug "He won't" he said again, swigging his tea.
