Act four/ season 5
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Micheal was awoken by the phone ringing. He sat up, rubbing his eyes and going over to answer it. "Yeah?" He listened carefully. "Wait, wait say that again," his face dropped. "No, that cannot be possible. No no no—" he whispered.

Gina stood, placing a hand on his shoulder and kissing he cheek, turning and snorting a line of cocaine off the table. Micheal picked up the phone. "Arthur?"

"Hello?" he groaned. "Arthur where's Tommy?"

"Why?"

"Just get to him and tell him we've lost the lot." Micheal shouted.

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Isiah, Finn and Aberama climbed the stairs of the building, carefully looking around the corners, holding their guns close. Finn kicked a door open, pointing his gun. Women and children began screaming and shouting.

They walked through the rooms and Isiah pointed a gun at a girl who pointed to the room beside them.

Aberama climbed through a window, carefully walking over the roof.

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Micheal threw his suit jacket over his shoulders. "If you're going to England, i'm coming with you." The american girl, Gina spoke. "No," he shook his head.

"I love you, you love me, that's the truth."

"Gina, wait, come on," He said as she approached the door. "I wanna meet your family." she grinned. "No you don't." he sighed.

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Finn slowly opened the door, a gun firing as he did so. He stepped backward leaning against the wall, nodding to Isiah. They both stood either side of the wall and Finn looked around, groaning and dropping to the floor when a bullet flew into his arm.

"Oh fuck—" he whispered. Isiah looked into the room, stepping back when they fired again.

Aberama stormed through a different way, shooting the man and sending him to the floor. "Now you've heard of us," he shot again.

"Come on," Aberama urged, carrying Finn into the room behind Isaiah. "Couch—" he said. "Put something down for the blood my sister'll fucking kill me!" Finn panted.
Isiah ripped a sheet from the table, a glass smashing. "Be fucking careful—" Finn scolded. "She spends thousands of  pounds on this shit?" he hissed as Aberama let him fall to the couch. " Get me some booze," the man spoke.

He pulled back the fabric of Finns sleeve, squeezing his arm and causing him to scream. "Just fucking get the thing out of me and sew me up. Just do it."

Isiah handed him the bottle.

"Peaky boy give me your blade," Aberama looked to Isiah. He took his cap from his head, pulling the blade and handing it to him.

Isiah held Finn. "You know what you're doing?" he asked.

"I've done this a thousand times. I once took a bullet from between two ribs, one inch from the heart. Mind you it was a horse and the horse did die." they all chuckled but Finn soon shouted as Aberama pulled the puller from his arm. "There you go, it's just a little one." he said, dropping it to an ashtray.

"What the fuck is going on?" Ada appeared at the door.

"Oh fuck." Finn whispered. Isiah stood straight. "Hello Ada." Finn panted. Isiah kept his head down.

"Get out, both of you," she instructed. Aberama and Isiah left the room "I'm so sorry Ada, they broke a statue of some thin woman." Finn apologies.

She picked up the pieces from the floor. "Fucking statues." she scoffed. "What has Tommy told you, Shelby's stay out of the sporting stuff."

"What? To maintain your fucking reputation?"

"You listen to me, Finn, we've got a chance. Tommy has given us that chance. He's got power, we've got money and our past is left behind us." Ada spoke. "And you've got a precious young life, Finn, you fucking idiot! Three inches to the left and that would've been gone."

Finn looked away. "You've got nothing to prove, Finn. You have got nothing to prove. Florence would be disappointed." Ada sighed.