The Wicked Game [ Peaky Blinders Fan Fiction ] [#wattys2018]

The Chessboard

"Tommy!"

Thomas Shelby raised his head from his newspaper in the sound of his name. He took off his glasses when he saw his older brother, Arthur, standing before him. He left them and his newspaper on the desk and leaned forward on the table.

"Arthur! Nice to see you alive! How about next time you don't show up to a meeting you let someone know! We thought you dead! There are 15 fucking Italians out there"

"I'm bringing you good news brother" replied Arthur, approaching him, and ignoring his outburst. Tommy motioned for him to sit down before grabbing his box of cigarettes from his pocket and putting one on his mouth. He lit it up and after taking in a breath of smoke and letting it out he spoke again with his rusty voice.

"Good news are always welcome at this time„

Arthur hesitated at first, he took off his hat while sitting down. He stared at the floor. "I miss him tommy„ he whispered "I woke up today and wanted to call him!"

Tommy sighed, taking the cigarette off his mouth. "John's been mourned, Arthur, its avenging him that matters„

"right! Yeah!" the older brother looked up nodding "Ada gave me this photograph, that's why I'm here, I found the girl and you were right Tommy she's still alive.25 years old„

In that Tommy's expression changed, he was almost happy. He left his cigarette on the ash tray and sat straighter. Those were good news, indeed. After Luca had killed his brother a war had begun between the two. The Italian had come to his office only a day ago, threading that he'd kill all the members of the Shelby family that were left, and tommy promised the exact same thing to him. Luca hadn't mentioned his sister and if it wasn't for the photograph, he would have never known about her. Now she was his only advantage. One by one he'd take the Changretta Family to hell. That's what he promised himself.

"where is she? „

"I talked with a few men, they said they saw two Italian men in a communist meeting. The Stechford Communist party. There was a fight between one of them and an English man. The Italians didn't speak a word of English and a girl was forced to step in and ease the situation. They she looked like her, she goes by Annabella Crowell"

"Who's Crowell?"

"I don't know but she's not married. There was No man with her, nothing." he told him while giving him a piece of a pepper with her address on it.

"you mean her brother hasn't put anyone to look after her?" he asked.

"I can go find Eden, maybe she knows more-"

"No!" said tommy, getting off his seat "I was gonna go meet Ms. Eden anyway" he put on his expensive jacket, fixing it so it would fit well on his shoulder "This is between me and Luca. I have to be the one to find her."

"This is between the family Thomas! Not only yourself!" echoed a voice behind Arthur, making both gangsters look at the door. Thomas bowed his head a little disappointed and whispered curse under his breath. Polly's presence was always one to stand out, even in a crowded room. "Stop making everything about yourself„ she added, taking a seat, without minding his expression at all.

"Can I help you Pol?" he questioned, wanting to cut the conversation short.

"That Italian is after us all! John wasn't only your brother it was Arthur's and Finn's and Ada's as well and my bloody Nephew!" she went on, hitting her hand on the table, startling both Tommy and Arthur a little. "And it's my son that is laying on a hospital bed! Not you!