People would make a big fuss if I was arrested without evidence. I noticed the sky started to get darker, making it seem like it wasn't a bright afternoon but a dim evening and I examined my surroundings, trying to find my car. I lived 30 minutes away from Camden Town which meant I had to find my car fast if I wanted to get home to pack my bag.
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Camden Town, 1922, 12 o'clock
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I took the hanging pocket watch in my hand and watched the time carefully. I was right on time so where was the Birmingham gang leader? My eyes scanned the area but nowhere was the Gypsy to be seen. The sky had cleared and the stars high in the dark sky were visible compared to Thomas Shelby who had still not left his hiding spot. I started to get impatient and was bored to death while waiting for the man. Somewhere in my mind I tended to go home or even call for Shelby, but still, as an assassin, I kept my word and kept waiting for the man.
"Ma'am?"
In full attack mode I quickly grabbed my forearm where a knife was hidden and I, as casually as possible, turned my body around only to spot a slim and harmless woman in front of me. I tried to calm down and relax my arms while I nodded at her.
"You're Mrs. Gray, right?" I closed my eyes, giving her a sign she was right and wondered what the woman knew about me.
"Why is a famous woman like you in Camden Town? Alone in Camden Town can cause gossips to spread around town or maybe people could try to hurt you."
"I can take care of myself, but thank you for being so caring. I am going on a trip for a few days. I always wanted to see the world outside of London once more and I didn't want to be interrupted by me famous status in the middle of town. It's less crowded here."
"You're right with that one." She smiled sweetly and nodded. "I have a question to be asked."
"Ask me."
"A man I know has somewhere in Clerkenwell a jazz club. I have a invitation for you to join the organized feast that is being held there next week."
"Who and which bar?" I questioned, somehow already knowing who was inviting me.
"Mr. Darby Sabini from The Eden Club."
"Count me in." I grinned. I could have some fun when I'm back.
"Thank you for your time." Somehow I could see a glance of fear in her eyes as she quickly tried to walk away from the conversation.
"Oh and tell Darby this: He has to buy a lot of whiskey!" I yelled after her and when she was out of sight I could hear boats from the other side of the docks coming towards my way. On one was the so well known Gypsy sitting on the top of the boat.
"Mrs. Gray, you're late."
"You-...."
"You are really short tempered you know? We're both late with leaving this place so if you want to step onto the boat then we will be off." He had lifted his hand to help me, though, I refused it because I didn't need any help and had jumped onto the boat before he even could grab my hand. He shook his head at my stubborn action and rolled his eyes before sitting down. We both said nothing while I took my seat next to him with my legs over the railing of the boat and I stared at the dock I was not a minute ago still standing on. It was silent and it made questions fill my head. What did Sabini want from me this time? He was one of the people who had hired me before and I grew a bit closer with, but why now? Did he wanted to give me a murder contract again? Or was it something else?
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Heaven On Hold | Peaky Blinders
FanfictionEverywhere people would go they would be told stories about an assassin roaming the streets of London under the name Rioney Sicarius. A ghost, a shadow, a demon, waiting for people to offer money in return for killing those who were needed to be kil...