Book 1 - Complete
Book 2 - Ongoing
If you asked their family, they'd tell you Thomas and Maude were surely soulmates. The two had a bond so strong, that anyone who believed in reincarnation, would tell you that they were certain, Thomas and Maude lo...
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XII. The vendetta is won.
Maude was in the bedroom, getting ready for the big day ahead she was silently praying things would go their way. That by nightfall, she and her children would be back in their home. She prayed for all of this to be over with, to be a closed chapter in their books.
As she stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom, she looked at her stomach. There was nothing there yet, no bump, no movement. But Maude was more than aware of the life inside her.
Tommy stood in the doorway for a second, silently admiring his wife before he entered and came to stand behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist, his hands coming to rest on her stomach. "You ready for today?" he questioned as he met her gaze through the mirror.
"I suppose so," Maude replied softly as she nodded her head. She was silent for a moment before raising her eyebrows. "Are you?" she asked him.
Tommy nodded his head without hesitation. He's been waiting for this day, and he wouldn't let it go to waste. "We're going to kill that bastard," he assured his wife. "Then it's done," he muttered as he slowly shook his head. "The vendetta will be done."
Maude turned around in Tommy's arms, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "We say the vendetta is won." she corrected, faking the smug tone Mrs. Changretta had used the previous day, making Tommy chuckle softly in agreement.
Tommy, Maude, Polly, and Finn gathered in the distillery building where Tommy and Maude had met with Alfie days prior. It was only the four of them. Two were aware of what was about to play out, and two were very unaware.
Luca Changretta stepped into the building with a few of his men behind him. But they were no longer his men, and he'd soon find that out. Whoever said you can't buy loyalty lied; you can buy loyalty, you just need a lot of fucking money.
"All that's left of the Peaky fucking Blinders." Luca mused as he looked between the four who stood in front of him, just a table separating him from them.
Luca slowly rounded the table and came to stand in front of Tommy. The two men silently stared each other down. Maude stood on one side of Tommy and Polly on the other side, while Finn stood slightly behind Tommy. The three shared looks among themselves as Luca stared Tommy down with a smug look.
Luca snapped his fingers and a man with a briefcase stepped forward. The man put the briefcase on the table and pulled out papers as Luca came to stand beside him at the table. "I've had my lawyer draw up these papers," Luca explained as the other man stepped back with his briefcase. "Cover, uh, every enterprise in your possession. Bars, restaurants, warehouses. Every fucking thing that you've taken all these years to gather together. You will sign them all over to my family or you're gonna die. Right here." he threatened as he stepped closer to Tommy again.
Maude watched the man silently, her eyes following his every move. Tommy stared back at Luca, his face blank and his eyes cold. He wasn't intimidated in the slightest. He let Luca ramble, let him make his threats. Let him play the big bad guy. Tommy took his time because he knew he had the upper hand. He knew he'd already won, and Luca was embarrassing himself.
