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Rowan sat quietly, attempting not to sob while Tommy tried to remain unbothered. He didn't want to show he had care for her to the two London mobsters. "So, Mr Shelby. Let's dishcuss this situation. Me and Sabini have 'ad a word about you and we've decided that you're a worthy advocate to the cause. We wanna work together. All of us. But first I need to discuss something with Mr Shelby... a personal matter." Tommy stood and walked with Alfie to a separate table where they talked in hush tones.
"Don't trust the Italian wop. So what were gonna do is I'm gonna deal with him and his mates on either side of me and you sort the ones with your girl. Alright?" Tommy smirked. The conversation on the phone made Tommy very aware of Alfie's triple cross. Let's hope he didn't make it quadruple. Alfie was to pretend to work with Tommy while really working with Sabini while he was actually working with Tommy.
I know a little confusing but a genius deception if you think about it. No one knew what was happening except Alfie himself.
"Alright. Let's get it over with... and one request." Alfie motioned for Tommy to continue. "Sabini... we make it messy for 'im. I don't want him to go peacefully, 'e don't deserve it." Alfie nodded and smoothed down his beard. "Agreed. When I toast, you deal with those boys 'round the ginger." Tommy nodded and they returned to the table. Rowan's porcelain skin had turned patchy from where she had cried and Sabini took pleasure in watching the gun get closer to her head. Soon the bullets inside would have a very intimate relationship as they entered her skull.
"Such a shame it would be to blast this pretty head from its shoulders. Truly. A shame." The Italian said. "I have a deal for you. We leave London never come back without your permission. You can use the warehouse but we still expect payment for it. The only thing I want is for her to be free and for my sister to be left unharmed and alone." He pointed at Rowan as he laid his very generous offer on the table.
"So you do care for this girl?" Sabini chuckled at his question to Tommy. "No I don't but a very important client of mine is in a close relationship with her, God forbid something happened to her." "And who might that be Shelby?" Alfie chimed in, genuinely interested as to where this girl had dropped our of the sky from. "Luca Changretta, 'eard of 'im?"
Sabini's face paled as he looked at the girl. Alfie downed his whisky before pouring another for himself. "Do we 'ave a deal Mr Sabini?" The Italian hesitated before smiling and nodding, shaking Tommy's hand that had stuck out to seal the deal. Rowan still sat under a gun and Alfie was ready for the next step.
"Cheers to that." Alfie said, raising his glass along with the others. Suddenly slamming the glass into the man beside him's face. The Jewish guards pulling their guns and shooting the hidden Italian guards around the room, causing a fight to break out. Tommy immediately dived toward the man holding the gun to Rowan's head while John and Arthur handled the other two standing beside her.
They rolled around on the floor, Rowan stood unsure of what to do before Ada grabbed her and placed her behind the bar in safety where they hid. Tommy scuffled around and was in a state of such anger that he didn't know when to stop. He picked up the bottle of whisky from the table behind him, slamming the bottle into the mans face repeatedly. The glass smashing and sharpening, plunging into the features of the gun wielder.
Rowan trembled at the sight of Tommy being so violent towards the Italian gang member. He just wouldn't stop slamming the glass into his face. Rowan couldn't tear her eyes away, even when Ada attempted to pull her back. She then saw Sabini standing with a gun pointing towards Thomas and she herself became uncontrollable. She grabbed the gun a few feet away from her and pointed and readied herself to shoot.
Tommy continue to slam the mans head against the floor until his face and head was practically in liquid form, he turned around, blood in his eyes and the hellfire on his mind. Sabini.
A gun to his face: point blank range.
"Oh Tommy... I hate to quote a Canadian but... 'Hell is the highest reward that the devil can offer you for being a servant of his.' It's a rather fitting quote for this current moment." Before he could fire his own gun, another was fired and the bullet ended up between his eyes. Tommy turned to see Rowan holding the gun with trembling hands. It was a surprise she could've shot him with her hand shaking so much. The entirety of the Shelby's looked to her.
They all stood in shock.
Tommy stood and slowly came towards her and tore the gun away from her, throwing it to the side. She gripped it hard and he had trouble untwining it from her hands. She shook like a leaf in a gale before looking at him and falling into his arms. Her tears falling onto his blue suit and turning the fabric darker. "Billy Sunday was American..." she laughed a little: a coping mechanism for the shock.
"The man who said that quote he wasn't Canadian he was American." She laughed a little more before crying in his arms, the shock of what she had done causing her to turn incredibly cold and the hairs to stand up on her arms. Tommy removed his coat and wrapped her in it, she shook more and more.
"You saw me..." Tommy said, realising Rowan had seen Tommy destroy a man with brutality beyond firing a gun. "And you... saw me." He kissed her gently and picked her up, carrying her to the car and driving off into the moonlight with the only thing he needed. He sighed at wheel and put his hand in his pocket before slamming his head against the wheel. Lifting it from his pocket he shed a tear. Rowan had since fallen into a sleep from exhaustion, he could see she was having night terrors.
He turned the broach over and looked at the engravings...
"I can't do it, I'm sorry."
"I need you."
This story will be coming to an end soon and I took a long break from this story. I've decided to start writing it again to finish it off as I definitely think it's the best I've written that I've published. Peaky Blinders may not be the upmost passion of mine currently but I won't fail my writing as I can't stand when I haven't finished a project I took a lot of time to recollect. I hope you enjoy it and I can't believe I sound so serious rn lol but it's cool. I love writing and seeing people viewing my stuff makes me soooo happy.
