𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐫
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Meet Millicent Burgess. An innocent twenty year old girl and sister to Grace Burgess. Milly fell head over heels for Thomas Shelby but Tommy blocked her out as he was thirty. He took the sa...
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The blood war chapter fifty three,Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead————————————————
-1929 Birmingham, England
The Peaky Blinders gathered in Charlie's yard to celebrate Polly's birthday, Tommy and Polly arriving from going to threaten a nunnery. "Happy Birthday, Pol" Finn greeted, handing Polly roses and placing a kiss on her cheek. "They grow grand in the horse shit, Pol" Curly smiled. "Curly, pour some beer" Tommy said. Curly nods, walking back to the table. "The train to London leaves in an hour" Tommy said, "Arthur, Michael, you're coming with me." "Tommy, I have to take Khloé to the hospital today" Michael said. "A week ago, one of our most trusted men was killed by Jimmy McCavern" Tommy said, ignoring Michael's statement.
"The man we're going to speak to in London, is establishing a relationship with Jimmy McCavern. So cancel your appointments and Paige can take Khloé to the hospital." Tommy said. "That's what women do" Arthur chimes in. "And clean that shit off your shoes before you get in my car, eh?" Tommy asks, referring to Michael. "Michael, they will give it and give it until your case if proven, then they'll take it. From you, but mainly from me." Polly said. "Polly, you go to the hospital and speak to Aberama Gold." Tommy said, "You tell him there is a strategy in place to avenge the death of his son, so not to do anything rash and take with you the heartfelt condolences of the whole family."
"Why me?" Polly asked. "Because Aberama Gold is in love with you. Even got a haircut" Tommy said, "And the smell of your perfume might help ease his pain" Tommy said. "Tommy. I'm forty five years old today." Polly said. "Forty five years old and still breaking hearts eh?" Tommy joked, "To Polly!" he toasted. "Polly Gray, hm" Arthur toasted. "Happy birthday Pol, yeah?" Curly said, taking a sip of his beer. "Curly, organise a wagon to take Bonnie Gold's soul to heaven. Michael, you can tell your wife that her dear friend his been killed. Isiah, fetch his boxing gloves from the gym to burn with his body. And Michael, turn the Bentley around, you've a train to catch" Tommy said.
Arthur sniggers at Tommy's attitude towards Michael. "And don't forget to wipe that shit off your shoes, eh?" Tommy added. Charlie throws a cloth towards Michael, landing it on his shoulder. "Just start up the car and drive" Polly told her son. Michael shoots a glare at Tommy, walking away.
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Tommy, Michael and Arthur take a trip to West Minster, Tommy bringing Tara along to tag along again. "So, what's the strategy?" Michael asked. "You can smile, Arthur don't smile and Tommy... do the talking." Tara said, following Tommy into his office. "Fucking hell, this is nice" Arthur said, in awe of Tommy's office. "Don't touch anything" Tara said. "I thought your office would've been bigger than this Tom" Arthur said. "It will be" Tommy said. "Don't get too cocky" Tara said, "Michael, you sit. Arthur, stand by the window. Tommy, just sit where you're at." "And where'll you be?" Arthur asked, wondering how Tara got to call all the shots.
