"I have heard many rumours about you, Mr Shelby." "Anything of interest?" "I could write a whole book about you, Mr Shelby." The smog ridden city had many secrets and Katherine Williams had a way of finding out every single one of them. Before the war, Kat was known simply as a busybody. But then the war came and then it left, forcing the men to return home different people. And when the men changed and so did the woman with little choice. Kat was no different to any other woman in Small Heath, she wasn't the same woman she was before the war. No, she was a force to be reckoned with. She knew things that could bring anyone to their knees and she revelled in that fact. But not even she was immune to the fear and terror the Peaky Blinders brought with them and nor was she immune to the icy blue eyes of the leader of the infamous gang.

"There wasn't a single second that passed that I wasn't thinking about you." [mature themes throughout]