Sin - [T.Shelby]

Truth

 Thomas Shelby was surprised to find Inspector Cmabel at a whore house, he was a man who only talked about justice and cleansing the city....and here he was indulging in the filth. "It's curious, Inspector. I thought you came here to clean up the city. Not to sleep with its whores." Thomas spoke entering the room "You're no different from any other copper that came before you." Cambel scoffed "I'm no different from those who would follow should I choose to leave." Thomas shrugged "You've no reason to stay. You have what you came for." Cambell sighed "Yes. I have what I came for."

"I have a meeting with Mr. Winston Churchill at midday, and no doubt he intends to congratulate me on finding those stolen guns. And you still don't know how we found them, do you?" Cambell asked, Thomas remained stoic "Good." Cambell nodded "Oh, you got lucky." Thomas shook his head "Did I?" Cambell asked amused "One thing I have learned is that you and I are opposites, but also just the same. Like an image in a mirror." Cambel turned to see himself in the mirror on the wall "We hate people, and they, in turn, hate us. And fear us. Before the day is over, your heart will be broken just the same as mine." Cambell threatened "Worse if our business partner gets there before you do." Cambell adjusted his tie, remembering the threat Stella made. "Men like us, Mr. Shelby will always be alone, and what love we get we will have to pay for." "You forget, Inspector, I have my family." Thomas told him, Cambell smiled "Enjoy your day."

"Ms. Newel." Ewan asked walking into her office. The woman sat back in her chair, the same dress from the night before slightly unbuttoned, her shoes lost and stalkings gone. Her hair was a slight mess from her fingers running through it so often "Ms. Newel, you've been here all night." Ewan said worried. Stella had her eyes closed as she held her pistol in her hand, Cigarette in the other "Thomas fucking Shelby. We lost the guns, we lost the leverage over the cop, I lost my leverage over him, we lost everything..." Stella peeked open an eye "And you wanna know why?" she pointed at Ewan with her cigarette "Because of that clever little songbird, Grace." she hissed "I never trusted her, always had a strange feeling about her, but nobody listened to me. Now look, he's lost bloody everything! The whole time we were looking for someone to infiltrate the Shelby's, a woman they would share their secrets too and the Inspector beat us to it." she inhaled from her cigarette and shook her head.

     "What do you want to do now?" Ewan asked. Stella exhaled "Send word to Ada Shelby, use one of the girls, bring a gift and tell her that Thomas wasn't the one to call the coppers. Tell her there's a rat in their midst. Pol will most likely be with Ada and she'll be able to figure it out." she puffed her cigarette "Tell me about last night's shipments." she leaned her elbows on her desk and pinched the bridge of her nose "The, uh, the smaller shipment got through but with all the cops around....we couldn't send Kimber his." Stella closed her eyes "Alright, I can handle him....I'll tell him Thomas Shelby blocked our canal ways and he can fight it out with him." she breathed "How is Alfie doing?" Ewan crossed his arms "Asking for another shipment, bigger guns. Sabini and the Jacobsons are both threatening to destroy his factory." Stella nodded "Good, good, have our men check the warehouse, and double security. We can't afford anything else to go wrong, got it?" Ewan nodded "Yes, Stella." Stella opened her eyes and flicked her cigarette into the tray "Have one of the girls bring me a change of clothes." she puffed her cigarette "And thank you, Ewan." he smiled before leaving. Stella sighed and leaned back in her chair staring at the ceiling.

    At the Shelby household Thomas had just finished giving his speech about taking over Kimbe's business and making a name for themselves. "Any other questions?" Thomas asked "Oh, does anyone object if I bring a newcomer to the meeting?" Polly asked, the men all looked at each other confused "Come on. I'd like to introduce the newest member of the Shelby clan." Polly pulled Ada into the room, Ada holding her son. "Welcome home, Ada." Thomas smiled "We named him Karl. After Karl Marx." she said, they all laughed and cheered "Karl bloody Marx? Let me get a look at him." Arthur took the baby and Ada stood next to Thomas "Eh, look. He looks just like me, look." Arthur put his hat on the baby "That's his arse looks like you, Arthur." the men laughed.