"NewMarket was profitable" Tommy spoke as Polly sat in front of his desk.

"Arthur told me how you left your message" Polly stood. "When i asked him where his medicine was, he said you poured it away"

"All i poured away was opium and bromide"

"That's how it works in London?" she asked, "Every boss has to have a mad dog at his side. Somebody who can't be predicted, mad in the head"

"But Thomas Shelby uses his own brother"

"Stop fucking fighting me" He shouted. "Somebody has to" She shouted back. "Yes, Polly. Somebody already is, that somebody is my own fucking daughter"

"That arrived an hour ago. There's no name on it but i came from Camden Town" she ignored him, placing down the Telegraph.

Tommy looked at the Telegraph she had handed him. "Well done Thomas, you picked a side now your at war with Sabini" she stormed out.

-

Ada walked down the stairs to where she was staying, growing cautious as men surrounded her. "Ada Shelby?" one asked. She shook her head.

"No"

He slapped her across the face. "Your brother broke the rules" he grabbed her coat. He was a Cockney. "I don't have a fucking brother"

"Me and my friends need female company, let's go for a drive" They dragged her outside despite her fighting and screams.

The same was happening to Tommy, he had been jumped by numerous men, leaving his face bloody.

"Tommy Shelby" he lifted his head up. "I missed you in my club" Sabini, it was Sabini. "I was at the races"

"Sabini" Tommy whispered. "Don't say my name" he shook his head. "Jesus, Franco, take my name out his mouth"

A man stepped forward, cutting the insides of Tommys mouth. "While your in there do a bit of digging for gold, can pay for the petrol"

Groans left Tommys mouth.

They let him fall to the floor. "See how much i know about you, i even know what's in ur fucking mouth" he hissed, holding the blood covered bullet to his face.

"Look at me, look at me. You take up with the Jews, you think that's what London is all about, you can just come pick a side"

Delilah rounded the corner as she was on her way home, stopping as she heard commotion coming from the garage beside Tommy's office building.

She placed a hand on her gun and peaked her head around, her mouth parting when she saw her father all bloody. Delilah moved, pointing her gun but only to be grabbed by a man she hadn't seen.

He grabbed her gun, throwing is to the floor. Tommy tiredly looked up, trying to move but failing.

"Don't touch her" he whispered.

"Get off me" she shouted, wriggling out of the mans arms and sending her fist into his stomach.

Another man grabbed her, throwing her to the floor and grabbing the knife he had previously used to cut open Tommy's mouth. He kneeled down, dragging the knife across her cheek. Screams erupted from her mouth. He then ran it up her arm, blood escaping.

Tommy squeezed his eyes closed, feeling helpless.

"Daughter trying to save the day" Sabini laughed.

"Finish him off, leave the girl"

The man held a gun in Tommys direction but before he could fire, there was an explosion, followed by police whistles.

Inspector Campbell stood beside Tommy's half dead body. "I suppose we should see if the bastards still alive"

He leaned over him. "Shame, they got his daughter too." he said sarcastically.

Whilst this had been happening to Tommy, Ada had been thrown in a car, assaulted by the men who had taken her.

The car came to a stop and as the men got out, a gun fired, their bodies falling. A man grabbed Ada and she screamed. "It's all right, Miss Shelby, we work with Tommy, we're Peaky Blinders"

She kicked him.

"My name is not Shelby" she shouted.

-

Delilah bit her tongue as the nurse placed stitches along the cut on her face. "I'm sorry, Miss Shelby, i'm done now" she apologised, cleaning up the area around it.

John stood beside her bed, crossed arms. "She has a mild concussion" The nurse said. "Other than the concussion and the cuts, there doesn't seem to be any problems. There is a high change the wounds will scar"

John nodded. "She needs to take these every night before bed, it will help" she handed John a bottle of pills.

"Where's me dad?" Lilah asked once the nurse had left. "He's in a different room, they took him somewhere else because of his state" John told her.

Tommy sat in a hospital bed, his eyes closed. "Ready for a visitor Mr Shelby?" the nurse asked. "No" he groaned.

"I'm here on the Kings orders" Campbell spoke. "I'm afraid i must insist"

Tommy looked at him.

"Ah, you paid extra for daylight" he points at the window, his cane making a tapping sound on the floor. "The racketeering business must be booming"

"Are you not gonna thank me for saving your life"

Tommy pointed at him, then at the table. "Pass me cigarettes?"

Campbell sighed, passing him the box of cigarettes. "Three nights ago, at the cooperative stables in Montague Street,"

"There was a murder, a man name Duggen" Campbell said. "The Oxfordshire Constabulary found his body in a shallow grave,"

"I need to piss" Tommy said. "Nurse?"

Campbell pushed him back down with his cane. "I know it was you that carried out the murder of Mr Duggan"

He removed the cane from his chest.

"Oh, by the way, Grace, she went to New York" he told Campbell, teasing him about the girl. "A place called, Poughkeepsie"

"She's married now"

"To a banker. He's rich" Campbell told him. "I'm sure she's very happy"

"You've been under my microscope for some weeks now, I have been observing every move you make Mr Shelby. That is why i was on hand to save your life"

"I imagine being shot by a woman, hurts the same as being shot by a man?" Thomas asked, knowing Grace had shot Campbell in the knee.

"Just a bit more shameful. You know Mr Campbell, when i got shot, they gave me a medal. No medal for you i bet"

The inspector stood, leaning over him. "Mr Shelby, our reunion, is part of a very carefully worked out plan"

"Which has been in place for some time now"

"Every time you lean on that stick, i bet you see her face." Tommy whispered.

"I bet that every time you look at your darling daughter, all you see is the face of your dead wife" Campbell hissed, pushing his stick into Tommy's covered wound.

"As a result of the information in my possession, i can charge you with murder anytime"

"And proved two impeccable crown witnesses" he pressed his finger in to Tommy's covered wound.

He wrapped a hand around his neck. "You are on my hook Mr Shelby, and from this moment forward, you belong to me"

He let go of Tommy. "So get well quickly, i'll be in touch the moment i hear you can piss standing up" he walked to the door, "Oh and, give your daughter my condolences for what happened to her" he said.

Tommy struggled in the bed pointing at him. "Never talk about my daughter ever again" he threatened.