Delilah walked through Watery Lane, making her way back to the house. Suddenly she bumped into someone. "I am so sorry..Luke?" her eyes widened.

"Oh..Delilah?"

"I've not seen you in years. How are you?" She smiled, giving him a once over. "I'm good...yeah. How are you holding up. You still with Isiah?"

"Yeah, still with him. I've been in New York for that last few years, opened up a Designer shop"

"That's amazing, well done."

"I'm gathering you have remained here..how's Ronnie doing?" Delilah questioned.

"He..er..he's better. Got himself involved in dodgy shit but he's doing better"

Sadness filled her. "Oh...well, i best get going. Have a nice day" Delilah dismissed herself.

She'd not thought about what happened to Reggie in a while. During her time in America, neither Reggie or Francis had visited her. Part of her was relieved by that but the other part wished they had.

"Lilah," Tommy spoke as she walked back into the den. "Delilah, we need to go home." he said. Before she could speak, he placed a hand on her back and walked her out to the car. "I've got things to do, we're killing the fascist tonight and i need you at home, safe."

She didn't argue, she just got in the car.

-

Tommy walked into his office, looking at Polly who sat alone. "Arthur asked whose side i was on," she said. Tommy sat. "There will be a war, and one of you will die, but which one i cannot tell" she said.

He hummed. "He's gonna do it anyway"

"Yeah."

"You should know if Aberama takes his side, i will kill him." Tommy said. "And what about me" she asked. "I'll do what i have to do Pol,"

"Kill, and kill.." she said. "The only way to make people listen" he whispered. She grabbed an envelope,  placing it down. "Soon you will have a stage to stand on, millions of people will listen to you and you will run the country like you run this family"

"It appears to be what people want."

"But not me, not anymore, my resignation" she said.

-

"Look i have to go, yeah, i have to go" Finn said, patting Billy on the back. "Go where?" he asked. "They're shooting the fascist tonight" he said.

"They're gonna do what?"

Finn shushed him.

"Mosleys in town" Billy said. "Really?" Finn said sarcastically. "Look, go into town, get some drinks and some girl." he placed a roll of cash in front of him. "Listen to the radio"

Finn left and Billy glanced at the phone, hesitating before grabbing it.

-

"Here, look, a little" Arthur whispered, giving Barney some cocaine. "Here i'll join ya"

"You know what you're doing don't ya?" He asked. "Yeah, Tommy checks his pocket watch, i count to ten, then i blow the other blokes head off"

"Yeah" he nodded. "That's for after" he placed a vile in his pocket. "Thank you Arthur"

"Oh and Soldier, you're meant to..you run like fuck, don't stop."

"Run like fuck" Barney repeated.

-

Music began playing and lights were bright. Barney stood, his eye on the stage, gun in hand.

Aberama and Arthur stood in different part of the wings, watching.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr Oswald Mosley"

The crowd chanted as he walked to the stage.

Tommy joined him on the stage.

"Welcome, men and woman of Birmingham. Thank you for coming here on this cold, dark night, in spite of the obstruction and provocation of our enemies. Our enemies deal in bricks and stones and bottles. We deal in reasoned principles, argument and fact. Among those enemies, we can number Mr Winston Churchill.." he began. "Who last night, condemned me in the house as a threat to democracy."

"Them who've gone are the lucky ones. Them who've gone are the lucky ones" Barney whispered.

The cheering stopped. "But then Mr Churchill has never been a friend of the common people, faced with the alternative of saying goodbye to gold standard, and therefore to his own employment, he characteristically selected the latter. But of course, not all attending tonight will be convinced of out cause. Some will have come here tonight to find out for themselves what we stand for."

"So here are our guiding principles. Every citizen shall serve the state, Not the banks, not factions. Not the jews" he shouted.

The chant began again.

"The barriers of class will be abolished and a greater Britain will be born"

"Whenever your ready Tom" Arthur  whispered.

Tommy checked his pocket watch and Barney began counting.

Suddenly, a hand covered Aberama's mouth, a knife going into his body multiple times, automatically killing him.

Another man grabbed Arthur but he'd turned, able to fight.

-

Delilah sat, brushing Ruby's hair before she went to bed. "Lilah," the girl spoke. "Yeah?"

"Will you be going away again?" she asked.

"I'm not sure, probably. Why do you ask?" Delilah questioned, braiding the small girls hair. "Can i come with you,"

Delilah laughed slightly. "Dad would never allow that, Ruby. Why do you want to come with?" Delilah hummed. "Dad scares me sometimes" she whispered.

Lilah tilted her head.

"I'm scared of him. He shouts, i don't like it when he's here"

Delilah swallowed. "Well, i think it's time you go to bed, and soon we can think about making that dress we were talking about, yeah" she said, changing the subject.

The door slammed and Delilah said goodnight to the girl and stood at the top of the stairs, looking at Tommy who walked in, distressed. "What's happened?"

"Didn't work, Lilah. They knew, they knew fucking everything," he shouted, holding his head.

Delilah stormed downstairs.

"Ruby is going to sleep. Be quiet." she said bluntly.

"They knew everything.." he whispered.

"Who spoke?" Delilah asked. "Dad, you need to find out who spoke"

"I'll figure it out."

"Dad," she stopped him. "Barney, what happened to him?"

"They killed him, Lilah."

That's all he said, he said it and moved to his office, leaving Delilah practically frozen in the hall way.

She blinked a few times, trying to steady her breathing. Barney was dead.

-

Tommy looked at the ringing phone, picking it up. "Hello"

"Mr Shelby i imagine you're curious as to who it was who prevented the assassination last night." Laura spoke, sitting in Tommys main office. "If you look out your window you'll see a flag of truce. It's a unit of volunteers bringing the bodies of your dead to you to send to heaven in your own way. Last night's operation was carried out by soldiers from three Dublin brigades of the Irish Republican Army. We need to keep Mr Mosley alive. That's all you need to know. Also you should know that saving his life wasn't our only intervention last night. We've made some changes to the structure of your organisation."

Delilah looked up from his desk, placing down a piece of paper, raising an eyebrow.

Tommy put the phone down, walking out to the three bodies wrapped in cloth. Lizzie stood at the window, watching.

Delilah followed but stopped at the front door.

Barney Thomason, a small gasp left her mouth. Aberama Gold. A hand moved to his mouth when he revealed Polly's dead body. Tears welled at his eyes and he shook his head, tears falling.

-

They all stood before the wagon that held Polly's body, Micheal began throwing fuel at the wood. Delilah's arm draped around her fathers, her other on Ruby's shoulder.

Ada watched sadly.

Tommy stared blankly at the fire.

"It was the ambitions and strategies of one man that caused this, i swear in the name of almighty god, no matter what it takes, how many lies i have to tell. I will take revenge on Tommy Shelby" Micheal whispered.