Subtle Invitation [Thomas Shelby]

Obscure Obsession

Polly stood in Lily's house, listening to the footsteps of Michael who was rushing about upstairs, frantically looking for Lily. Polly knew that Lily couldn't of got far, not without her case.

Storming into the kitchen she looked to see if her coat was still there. It was. As her eyes scanned the room she saw that Lily's case was beside the table.

"Michael" she called, her eyes not leaving the small brown case.

As Michael rushed into the kitchen he stopped when he saw the small case, temporary relief swept through him.

"Where's Sarah?" Polly barked as she grabbed at his arm. Polly already knew the answer and she hoped and prayed that she was wrong.

"er home? Why?"

"Michael, there's something I need to tell you"

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Lily's temple was throbbing as she pressed her palm to cut in her hair line. The warm liquid was oozing down her arm and spreading across the temple. Bright red blood beamed up at her and she was pretty certain soon she'll be able to see herself in it.

Sarah had been waiting in Lily's kitchen. As soon as Lily had walked in she was hit at the side of the face and dragged to next door. Lily had tried to get away but Sarah had pulled a gun on her and demanded that stay quiet.

Lily began to feel woozy, never one to have been good with the sight of blood.

"Sarah I need something to stop the bleeding" Lily said as she looked over the table, at Sarah who was brandishing a gun her way. Sarah was wild and cold, looking from Lily to the back door.

Lily knew that Sarah had been biding her time, after first being knocked over she knew Sarah must of ran out of time. It had been the perfect opportunity, Lily was out of Tommy's protection and alone.

"Shut it" she hissed before she got up and looked out of the window.

Lily began thinking about the door behind her and how quickly she could run through the house to the front door. Quietly she began to slip her heels off and tuck them under the table, keeping her eyes on Sarah.

"Where is he?" Sarah hissed to herself as she began pacing the room, running her hands through her fiery red hair.

"Who?" Lily asked trying to keep her attention. Lily winced as she took her hand away to see if the bleeding had stopped. It hadn't. Placing her hand back down she closed her eyes and took in deep breaths.

"Michael that's who!" She screamed, her voice shrill as she waved the gun around.

Lily eyed the dark metal in her hand and wondered where she had got it. Had it been stolen from Michael? Had she arrived with it? Was it her dads?

"Why are you doing this?" She asked, a feeling of deja vu creeping up on her. A flash of Tommy's eyes entered her conscious and she tried desperately to push the image away.

Sarah stopped and leaned over the table, her watery eyes glaring holes into Lily "You haven't worked it out have you?"

"Obviously not!" Lily hit back sarcastically suddenly not caring for her safety. Lily was spent, tired and fed up of being frightened. Tonight had been enough to last her a life time.

Sarah threw her head back and laughed "I'm the daughter of the vicar that you murdered, Sarah Jensen"

"Father Jensen" she whispered. An image of his dead body lay on her hotel floor.

"Bingo! Come on Lily you're supposed to be smart woman. Did you not recognise the hair?" She blistered as she walked around the table and placed the barrel of the gun in Lily's back.