𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 ʲᵒʰⁿ ˢʰᵉˡᵇʸ

- 𝟎𝟏𝟒

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐓𝐨 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤
-𝟎𝟏𝟒-

"We're not open for winnings yet!" Valerie called out after somebody had knocked rapidly against the door. She looked up and put the betting books down. It was a woman who had spoke. When opening the door, Valerie was met with a beautiful face. "I have an appointment." She spoke poshly.

"Come in.." Valerie said cautiously.

The woman looked around and Valerie stepped in front of her.

"May Carleton.." the woman introduced herself. Valerie gave her a once over. "Tommy has his meetings in his other office." She told May. May frowned. "Well this is the address that he gave me."

"He gave you this address?"

"He said it was a gambling den. I told him I had wanted to see one since i'm always reading about them in the papers. Quite the big scandal in the telegraph lately." May said. "Anyway he said I could come and have a look. And now I feel a bit of an idiot because i'm early and he's late and I have no idea how to behave."

"In a gambling den?" Valerie scoffed.

"I'll wait in the car."

"If I open the door again, they'll all want to come in. They're like flies." Valerie turned away. "So what are you?" She asked.

"What am I?"

"To Thomas." Valerie said. "I'm going to train his race horse for Epsom." May told her. Valerie nodded simply and looked to the door as John walked in with Francesca, the pair of them laughing hysterically.

"There's a fucking Great Riley out there and nobody is watching it." He announced. "Language." Valerie scolded. "John, this woman says she's training Thomas' horse."

John stepped close to May. "He's told us a lot about you.." he said. "You don't know where he is do you?" May asked. John just stared at her. May cleared her throat awkwardly and looked at the young girl in Johns arms. "Who's this?"

"Thomas' daughter." Valerie said sharply.

The door closed and Tommy soon came in. "Sorry i'm late. There was a family matter." He explained. "Valerie keep it locked up for a minute. I'll show you around." Tommy nodded at John to leave.

Valerie, not wanting to know what intentions Tommy had with May, followed and shook her head. "I'd have thought he would have some respect for me." Valerie muttered.

"He doesn't have respect for anyone." John said after putting Francesca on the couch. He inhaled. "You coming to Micheal's eighteenth tonight?" He asked, leaning against the wall. "I'm not sure. Recently I've found it unbearable to be around Tommy." Valerie said. "Well, the rare occasions that he is around."

John shrugged. "Come. I want you there."

"You make it so difficult to hate you, John." Valerie shook her head. He smirked slightly. "So don't hate me." He suggested. She tilted her head. "You know it would be easier if I did." She said.

"I'll never hate you." He said.

"That doesn't help." Valerie said. John smirked and glanced at Francesca who was playing with a doll. "She enjoyed the markets." He said. Valerie crossed her arms in a relaxed manner. "Kept trying to nick apples."