Finn slipped under his partially open bedroom window and out into the predawn darkness. Pol could rant and go at him all she wanted until she turned blue, but he wasn't going to stay cooped up in the house. Tommy took care of their problems before, he'd do it again. Carefully, he closed the window behind him and landed cat-like on his feet on the pavement below. He looked left to right, then began staying close to the wall and away from the windows.
Lately, he'd been feeling blue, not just because of the fire and the new threat, but because he felt forgotten. He didn't need attention, God knew how Pol would go at him, but he was feeling a little out of the loop, unimportant, while Michael was becoming Tommy's right hand man. Tommy and Michael, talking about business over drinks, or Tommy and Arthur, or Tommy and John. Pretty much everyone but him seemed like more of a brother. Pol wouldn't let him near the alcohol and the others still treated him like a kid. All he wanted was a piece of the action, to be useful since he was a Shelby man after all.
"Finn?"
A woman, pale and frightened, looked back over her should before she approached him, holding something in her hand.
"How do you know my name?" He was instantly on his guard.
"There's no time for questions," she said, not answering the question. "Give this to Tommy as soon as you can. It's of the utmost importance that you do this for me. My life depends on it."
Finn heard the urgency in her voice and saw the fear in her eyes, which looked very real. She looked over her should again before slipping the paper towards him. "I have to go, now. Give this to Tommy."
You're Tommy's girl, the one he was going to marry, he wanted to say but she didn't look like she was in the mood for any more conversation. He nodded, tucking the envelope into his hand.
"I will mam."
"May," she said. "Now, hurry!"
Finn nodded vigorously and she turned and slunk around and disappeared behind a corner. Here was his moment. Here he would finally get to do something to make Tommy proud, help everyone, saving Tommy's girl would be a step towards becoming a Peaky Blinder.
He knew where Tommy was. One skill that came in handy was listening to peoples' conversations undetected. He'd heard Tommy talking about paying a visit to that lunatic mobster in the hospital and he knew exactly where the nearest hospital was. He increased his pace to a run, changed directions, and headed down the street, street-lights guiding him.