Seduction By a Shelby | Tommy Shelby

EIGHT

Sierra stood in the graveyard. Dressed in black. She was there for Ada. Her husband, Freddie had died. Pestilence had taken him in his sleep. Sierra felt bad knowing Ada had to raise a child on her own.

Things with Tommy and Sierra had been going well. They were officially together and he had taken huge delight in making sure everyone in Small Heath knew that they weren't to mess with her. As far as anyone was concerned, she was a Peaky Blinder. Only she didn't go around slashing people's eyes out with razor blades.

Sierra stood holding Tommy's hand as they stood over the grave. Sierra knew that having gone through so much to make peace with Tommy and that he died due to a disease made Sierra upset. They had only talked a few times. Sierra had the impression that he was a fighter.

She never imagined Freddie would die. He was a kind man. And a loving father. Sierra felt Tommy kiss the top of her head. She was brought back to the current moment.

Sierra felt so bad for Ada. She knew it was hard for Karl not having a father. Sierra's hand subconsciously went to her stomach attracting a glance from Polly.

"I promised my friend, Freddie Thorne, that I would say a few words over his grave if he would pass before me. I made this promise before he became my brother-in-law when we were in France. Fighting for the king."

"Amen."

"And in the end, it wasn't the war that took Freddie. Pestilence took him. But Freddie passed on his soul and his spirit to a new generation. Before he was cruelly taken," Tommy said.

Sierra saw Lilian and Arthur and how close they were. There was something definitely going on there.

The funeral was soon interrupted by John and Esmè's newborn child. Sierra walked over to Lilian. She smiled. "This was dreary," Lilian said.

Sierra nodded. "Did Arthur ever tell you what they did with Grace's body? Cause it's driving me insane not knowing," she said.

Lilian shook her head. "No. They said it would be better if we don't know."

"Right."

Sierra was pulled from her thoughts when Tommy walked over. "We have to go. Something has happened," he told her.

"What?" Sierra asked as she was taken over to Tommy's car. She saw the look on his face. "Talk to me."

"Someone blew up the Garrisons," Tommy said as he saw the look on Sierra's face. She looked broken.

"W-When you say blew up? As in boom? With a bomb?" She asked.

Polly nodded. She had come to realise that out of the two sister's, Sierra was the one who wasn't as tough as she made out to be. "Yeah love. A bomb."

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The car pulled up outside the pub. Sierra looked around. "What the actual fuck?" She mumbled.

Tommy helped her out the car and walked towards the blown up pub. The windows were all burnt. The whole place was burnt. Sierra felt herself tearing up. She walked over to Tommy. "You don't think this has anything to do with Grace do you?" She asked.

"No."

Sierra nodded. She stood by Arthur and Lilian. "Now where am I going to work?" She mumbled.

Arthur looked at her. "You can work at the company. Tommy would want his girl by his side."

Sierra smiled slightly and nodded. She would miss working in the pub. "This sucks," she mumbled.

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The next morning, Sierra made her way over to Polly's house. She walked inside and sighed. Arthur had promised her that her job would be back at the Garrison's before she knew it.