𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄 | ❝ I'm with the Shelby's, you lot are always in trouble. ❞
━ IN WHICH Sylvette Taylor returns home after nearly twenty years to find a shell in place of her best friend. Or, alternatively, Sylvette Taylor pays the p...
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Sylvia watched the men scramble around in amusement,enjoying the sight of them looking flustered. She felt numb after what transpired at Billy Kimber's house, wanting nothing more than to kick Tom in the balls for stopping her last hit. Tom entered the house and her eyes found him immediately, it was strange how magnetic he was.
"That's your starters, gentleman. No more bets." Scudboat announced that just as a man walked up to the table, he knocked over some coins before being escorted out of the Den. Slowly, but surely, the house empties before there are only a few people left.
Polly smiled at Sylvia when she spotted the young woman as she flipped through a book, "It's a good day," Polly murmured just as Tom walked over, Sylvia nodded toward him and took a long drag from her cigarette. They tasted horrible, but doing something with her hands kept them from shaking.
"Where's John?" Tom asked, looking at what Polly was flipping through.
"The Garrison," Sylvia answered, remembering John announcing that he planned a family meeting. "Says he wants a family meeting, about a family matter." She knew what that meant, it meant that she wouldn't be allowed to attend and she honestly didn't mind that.
Tom gave Polly and Sylvia both an unimpressed look which Sylvia replied to with a roll of her eyes, looking down at today's paper on the table. "After he's said his piece, he'll come back and take his place with Scudboat." Polly pinned her hat, "Scudboat, Sylvia, John will be here in ten minutes." The young woman nodded silently, breathing in the smoke through her nose before exhaling through her lips.
Sylvia raised an eyebrow at Tom as he pointed at her and Scudboat, "Five minutes. And stay safe, Syl."
"Always, Tom." He patted her shoulder before he and Polly left for the meeting. Scudboat stood up to lock the doors, "I'll make sure the back door is locked, alright?" Scudboat nodded and set off to lock the front door, Sylvia made her way to the back of the house, walking through the kitchen before she noticed that the door was wide open.
Just as she was about to scream for Scudboat, a blunt force sent her sprawling into the kitchen table. Sylvia's vision blurred and black dots began forming, she pushed herself back up only to be thrown into the china cabinet, a cascade of glass showered Sylvia in cuts.
