With a gun in her hand, she stares into the eyes of Thomas Shelby. All of them on their knees as scared to death. From Michael Gray to Ada, there is Linda and Arthur, Thomas, Polly and Lizzie Starke. Everyone she's wanted to come to the party has attended!
They had been rudely awoken and handcuffed by the Birmingham Police. All of them now looking at her curiously, and in distaste.
All of them on their knees before her, surrounded by her men. She moves the revolver to Thomas Shelby's temple, noting the way he watches her mercilessly.
"Luca was my husband." She whispers, her teeth pressing together. She frowns, seeing no remorse in Thomas Shelby's eyes. But she's not looking to kill Thomas Shelby, no, "Where is Arthur Shelby?"
A woman lets out a cry, her shoulders bobbing up and down. She can't control herself as she whimpers loudly. Valentina turns her head, walking towards the man and woman who hold each other.
"No!" The woman screams at Valentina, "No, please!"
She snaps her fingers as the guards pry them apart, Valentina leans in and stares into the mans eyes. "Are you the man who killed my love?" She asks, putting her hands behind her back as she leans into him.
He seizes, "I killed that fucking wop, with a smile on my face."
The room stills as Valentina stares into his eyes, she begins to smile before pulling back.
"Your bravery deserves a round of applause," She exhales before laughing, "But," She cocks back her revolver, she points it at him, right in between those fluffy eyebrows of his. "You murdered my love, so I only find it fitting to kill yours."
Darkness fills her eyes as she points the weapon at the pretty blonde, screams sound as people protest. And before the noise gets too loud for Valentina Changretta, she shoots Arthur's wife, a woman who was called Linda in the forehead.
Bang! Goes the gun, before the woman falls to the floor, blood pooling around Arthur Shelby. And now, as Valentina turns her head and meets the eyes of that merciless Thomas Shelby does she see a fear in his eyes that gives her the power to snicker at him.
"My husband has been avenged. And I hope," The gun is taken from Valentina, "I hope that you all can forgive me, although I also wanted to shoot Polly Shelby for lying to my Luca." Her eyes stills at the wide fearful eyes of Polly. "But Alphonse said that I cannot kill immediate family."
"Fuck you!" Arthur screams at Valentina, trying to get up before he's reprimanded and thrown to the floor, he lays down beside his dead wife and cries her name.
She stares at him in pity, but also a little sad of what she did to him. She remembers getting the news that Luca is dead, before meeting with Alphonse Capone about a business arrangement.
"Where was I?" She narrows her eyes before nodding, she makes her way to Thomas. "Ah yes, I'll be working here, in Birmingham for a little. I'm a dear friend of Alphonse Capone."
"No..." Thomas begins, his eyes moving across to the amount of blood that spreads.
"Yes." Valentina bites back. "I was asked to ensure that your liquor, at Shelby Limited arrives safely to Chicago and New York. And then I will be out of your way. Do you understand, Mr. Shelby?"
Silence fills the room before a guard grabs Thomas and picks him up. A few blows are brought to his body, punches that make everyone scour and wince, a bloodied nose is brought to Thomas's face before Valentina stops the guard.
"Questo è sufficiente!" Her voice booms throughout the room as she tells the guard that that is enough. Thomas sinks to his knees before she towers over him.
She grabs his jaw, staring into his eyes again. "I said, do you understand me, Mr. Shelby?"
With all of his might, he presses his lips together and forces himself to bob his head up and down.
"I-" He shuts his eyes, seeing Linda sink to the floor over and over again. The smoke of the gun and burning flesh filling his nostrils.
Her nails dig into his skin. "I'm sorry?" She presses.
He inhales deeply, forcing his eyelids to open. "I understand."
