"Make sure no one is at the club." Nora instructed Ishmael.

"For how long?" He asked.

"Until this is over. No one goes in or near it. In fact, I want to relocate everyone that lives close to that border. So, I will need names and number of members of each household. It's not safe for them on that street." She ordered and he nodded and walked out, ready to follow her command.

Tommy walked into his house in time for the maid to rush to him explaining he had a phone call.

"Yes?" Tommy answered.

"That picture is in the fucking paper here in London!" Mosely spat into the phone. "I'm getting phone calls asking me to explain myself. Our funding has been stopped by a number of supporters…. DAMN!"

"Well then, I suppose you don't want to hear it's not just in the London paper?" Tommy asked and there was a pause. "It was on the front page of the paper here in Birmingham."

"We need to release a statement. How quick can you get to London?"

Tommy sighed, "I'm on my way." And hung up.

Hours later he and Oswald released a statement lying that the club was Italian owned before it was purchased by a Jewish businessman and the picture was taken prior to the purchase. Oswald also instructed the Billy Boys to find the cameraman.

It was late afternoon by the time Tommy made it to his office after numerous interviews. He had seen Grace many times throughout the day and when he didn't, his heart rate was too high for him to think straight. Luckily, he was Mosely's second, so it wasn't necessary for him to say much; he mostly stood next to Mosely, staring at Grace in the crowd.

He sat at his desk and rubbed his face with his hands. A knock rang on his door and he groaned before composing himself and calling for them to enter. Nancy, his secretary walked in with an envelope.

"This came for you Mr. Shelby." She said as she handed him the envelope. "You also have a number of phone messages. Would you like to handle them this evening or in the morning?"

"Thank you, Nancy. I will take them now." He said as he stood to fill his drink.

"Are you sure, sir?" She asked and Tommy paused, looking at her. Nancy glanced at his desk and the envelope that lay on it before looking back at him.

Tommy followed her eyes and hesitated before saying, "Actually, Nancy. It has been an eventful day. I will take care of the messages first thing in the morning."

"Yes, sir." Nancy said before turning to walk out, shutting the door behind her.

Tommy walked to his desk and picked up the envelope. He opened it and saw a familiar gentle handwriting.

Park your car at your sisters. Meet me in the alley behind Wilmington Avenue at 5 o'clock sharp.

Also, don't be daft. Burn this after reading.

Tommy did as he was instructed and burnt the letter before grabbing his belongings and leaving his office.

"Nancy, I am going to my sisters. Urgent family business. I will be back tomorrow." He told her before she nodded.

Tommy drove to Ada's and parked his car. He walked into her house and found her in the sitting room.

"I am leaving my car here. If anyone asks, I'm here taking care of family business and am not to be disturbed."

"Alright?" Ada responded as Tommy left the room and walked down the hall to the back of the house. "Is there something I should know?" She asked as she followed him

"Lock the doors. I have a key, don't panic if I come in late." He responded and exited the house through the back door and began talking in the alleys toward Wilmington Avenue.

Tommy arrived a few minutes early and found the alley empty. He reached in his pocket and took out his blue glass vial and pulled out the cork, emptying it in his mouth as he heard a vehicle approach. Nora stopped the car as she reached him and looked at him through the passenger window before he opened the door.

She stared at him after he got in for a moment before saying, "Opium and, I assume, plenty of whiskey. Have you at least eaten today?"

"Breakfast." He said with a nod.

"Lovely." Nora responded in a flatly before turning her attention to the road ahead, her jaw clenched.

They drove out of London, Nora visibly tense and irritated.

"Where are we going?" Tommy finally asked.

"It doesn't help you know." Nora responded before looking at him. "The opium. It only makes it worse. You mix it with the whiskey and no food and you are as good as fucked."

Tommy looked away from her.

"And if you're fucked, then I'm fucked." Nora continued. "You see where this is going Tommy?"

He turned his eyes to her, his jaw now clenched. "Where are you taking me?"

"To visit my brother's grave." She responded tersely.

After a while Tommy attempted to break the silence.

"I assume you have the cameraman hidden?" Tommy said.

"He has protection, but he is still going to and from work."

"is that safe?"

"if I take him into hiding, everyone will know he was affiliated with me."

"They're looking for him, Mosely and his men."

"I know. Which is why he has protection."

"Is he Jewish?"

"No. he just has morals."

"And Nancy?" Tommy asked pointedly, "Does she have morals?"

"Her favorite Aunt was Jewish. Woman practically raised her."

"Were you planning on telling me she was working for you?" Irritation blooming in his chest.

"You didn't ask." She responded and Tommy turned to look at her.

The drive was completed in silence until they reached Alfie's heaven on earth. As they drove through Margate, Tommy noticed Nora's demeaner change. She sat up straight as she reached a place to park and her jaw was no longer clenched. Her dark eyes were wide as she reached beside her and grabbed the paper she had brought with her before she opened the door and jumped out. The pair of them were halfway to the door when it flew open and the familiar broad-shouldered silhouette cast a shadow into the night. Nora released an excited squeal, catching Tommy off guard, as she ran and jumped into her brothers outstretched arms.

"Fuckin hell!" Alfie exclaimed as he caught her, and they squeezed each other. "My baby sister, all grown up and taking over fuckin London."

"So, we are getting straight to business then?" She asked as he put her down. "Alright. Have a look at that!" She said as she held up the paper.

Alfie grabbed the paper and began reading as he held his arm out, inviting the two of them in. Tommy followed Nora and noticed her almost childlike excitement as she walked into the sitting room. Alfie grunted as he sat, still reading, on the sofa. Nora sat beside her brother and kicked off her shoes to pull her legs up under her, her dark brown eyes glowing at the brother she clearly admired.

"Well," Alfie began as he threw the paper on the small table beside him. "You certainly have started something, haven't you?"

"Yeah I did. I gave people a reason to doubt him." Nora said confidently.

"And how is he going to respond?" Alfie asked as he and Nora looked at Tommy.

Tommy then told them about the statement that will be released in the mornings paper and about the Billy Boys looking for the cameraman.

"I've shut down the club and relocated families on that street."

"Good." Alfie said as he glanced back at the black and white photograph on the paper. "You look lovely in that picture, treacle. But what are your plans now that your face is out there for the world to recognize? I noticed you didn't bring any protection."

"You worry too much." She responded.

"You don't worry enough." He pointed out.

"I have protection when I am in London."

"And when you leave?"

"The only time I leave is when I go to Birmingham, which is a shithole by the way, you were right. But, its easier for me to get around alone because I'm a woman. No one expects me to cause trouble alone. if I had men with me it would draw the wrong type of attention. The only trouble I run into there is with his wife." She said nodding toward Tommy and Alfie chuckled.

"You look like shit in this picture, mate." Alfie said to Tommy and Tommy couldn't help but smile.

There was a pause as Alfie eyed Tommy. "What are your plans, mate?"

"I don't know." Tommy answered as he put a cigarette in his mouth. "She doesn't tell me the plan so I can't decide my role in it."

Alfie creased his eyebrows at Nora who shrugged innocently and then shot a look at Tommy.

"I don't need him spilling my plans to the wrong people." She defended.

"Look, Norabelle."Alfie said and Nora gave him a disgusted look. "If there is one person in the fucking world you can trust in this, other than me of course. It's Tommy fucking Shelby."

"I do trust him. I don't trust the opium. And don't ever call me that again."

"It's the name your mother gave you." He pointed out with a cheeky grin.

"No. It's the name your mother made up." Nora said.

"Right, well, I did try to talk her out of it." Alfie said before turning his attention back to Tommy. "Opium hm?"

Tommy flicked his cigarette out the door to the balcony and cleared his throat.

They stared at each other for a moment before Alfie said, "Well, that explains why you're such a fucking lousy shot, doesn't it?"

"You're not going to let that go are you Alfie?" Tommy asked as she shook his head.

"Oh yeah, I'll let it go mate." Alfie said with a nod. "When I get vision back in this eye. How's my dog?"

"The dog is fine."

"Good."

Nora rolled her eyes at their conversation and smiled as she adjusted herself to get comfortable. Alfie put his arm around his sister's shoulders, and she laid against him. Tommy cocked his head curiously as he watched their sibling affection, noting the different light it showed on the two of them than what he was used to.

"Now, let's get to the important business." Alfie said.

"This wasn't important business?" Tommy asked referring to their retelling of events.

"No, don't be silly. Oswald Mosely." Alfie began and Nora sat up. "Turns out his hatred for our people started before birth. His grandfather ran off with a Jewish woman, leaving his wife to raise his children with a poisoned mind toward our religion. That mindset was then transferred to grandchildren and here we are."

"Do you have a name?" Nora asked. "Of the grandfather or the woman he left with?"

"Richard and Margaret."

Nora's face lit up. "I can use that." She said with a grin.

Alfie turned his attention to Tommy, leaving Nora to her thoughts. She wanted nothing more than to push Mosely's face in it, to smear his family secret around and watch the anger flare his nostrils. But she knew in order to do this properly, she had to wait for the right moment. Until then, she would hold onto his secret and enjoy the knowledge he didn't know she possessed.

The remainder of the visit to Margate went by with Alfie being his animated self and Nora laughing and shaking her head while Tommy inwardly enjoying their interactions. As they left, Alfie hugged his sister and told her to be careful to which she kissed him on the cheek and told him once again that he worried to much. She began walking to her car, leaving Tommy and Alfie to shake hands.

Alfie held onto Tommy's hand, squeezing it. "I know you Tommy, right?" He said his demeanor changing. "You can't just do business with a woman. You always have to get your cock involved."

"I'm married, Alfie." Tommy pointed out.

Alfie chuckled before he cast a knowing look at Tommy. "Right. As if that changes anything." He and Tommy stared at each other, Alfie's grip tightening in their shake. "Keep your cock away from my sister."

Tommy clenched his jaw at Alfie's threat. "I have no interest in your sister, Alfie." He lied.

Alfie's lip twitched into a snarl and Tommy knew Alfie could sense his lie. Alfie squinted his eyes slightly before releasing Tommy's hand. "It would be in your best interest to keep it that way."

Tommy got in the car and shut the door.

"What was all that about?" Nora asked.

"Just business." Tommy said as she waved at her brother and began their journey home.