In the gritty aftermath of a tragic incident involving Finn Shelby and a young Meskhetian Turk boy, Thomas Shelby finds himself entangled in an arranged marriage aimed at averting a potential gang war with the tight-knit Turkish community.
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Early in the morning, the Shelby household lay quiet and still.
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Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the tranquility, echoing through the open windows of Thomas and Asya's bedroom. Thomas, his eyes half-closed as he processed the disturbance. Beside him, Asya sat bolt upright, her heart racing, her mind alert.
Asya: (Whispering urgently) Thomas, did you hear that? Someone's screaming!
Thomas: (Mumbling, eyes still closed) Mmm. It's probably nothing. (He buries his head under the pillow.)
Asya: I think its Esme.
Another scream, louder and more frantic, tore through the morning calm, words now distinguishable and fierce: "I'll rip your balls off, John and throw them out the window!"
Thomas: (eyes closed) It's alright love. It's just Esme and John having their daily routine.
Asya: (Shaking Thomas) Thomas, wake up! Something's wrong!..........
Thomas: Every Tuesday, Asya. Every Tuesday morning it's the same song and dance. Let me sleep.
Asya: (angry) Alright, you can stay here and count sheep or whatever it is you do.
Thomas sighed, knowing full well that sleep was now a lost cause. He swung his legs out of bed and reached for his robe, his movements sluggish and reluctant.
Thomas: (Sitting up reluctantly, rubbing his eyes) Alright, alright. I'm awake. What does she think she's doing, threatening poor John at this hour?
Suddenly, a rapid knocking sounded at their front door. Asya, throwing back the covers, dashed from the room in her nightgown, her feet barely touching the cold floor as she hurried downstairs.
Thomas: (Muttering as he dressed) When this turns out to be nothing, I'm getting earplugs.
At the door, Asya flung it open to find John, his face pale and eyes wide with panic.
