"Tommy what..........?"

"Just shut tha fuck up and get in tha car............" Tommy interrupted. Not even looking at John before climbing into the car. Neither John nor Arthur able to believe that Tommy had given up so easily, even if he did have a gun pointed at him. That he had not said anything to Alfie about him lying, yet again; about what he was doing to their sister, when they made their way into the office.

"Now, be quiet, and wait............" Tommy continued. The head of the family firm watching the entrance of the bakery from his seat next to Arthur.

He had been able to tell from the look in (Y/n)'s eyes, that Alfie had kept her as much in the dark, as he had the family. That she had no idea that the Londoner ever knew them, never mind dealt with them. And given that, given what had happened, (Y/n) would now see what kind of man Alfie Solomons really was; that he was a liar and had probably only been using her to get back at him. Tommy sure that she would not let the Jewish gangster get away with what he had done. And if she did what he believed she might, then he hoped that it would lead to way where he was able to make things right with his sister. That he would be there to help her and bring her back into the fold. A small smile pulling at the corners of his lips, as (Y/n) suddenly stormed out of the bakery. Their younger sister making her way over to Alfie's car; talking to the driver for a moment, before they both climbed into the automobile. Tommy telling his older brother to follow the car at a discrete distance, as it, and their sister sped away. None of them seeing Alfie, rushing out of his own place. Calling out (Y/n)'s name despite knowing that it was futile. That time for his little plan to come back and bite him on the arse, having arrived.

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She stormed out of the office, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as she made her way down the stairs and out through the bakery. She wanted to cry, to scream. To have the whole world know that Alfie fucking Solomons was a liar; a two faced, underhanded, deceitful piece of shit that had not said a true word to her, since they had met, about anything. But it was not the fact that he had not mentioned that he was aware of her family, knew her brothers and obviously had had dealings with them, no; it was the fact that he had used her in more ways than one. That all the times she had held his arm on their Sunday walks in the park or sat next to him during their visits to the cinema. When she had enjoyed the meals where they sat across from one another in the cosy kitchen, and how they would listen to the radio in the sitting room in the evenings, now appeared to be just part of a scheme that had something to do with whatever was going on between him and Tommy. That every time he had bedded her and told her that he loved her, that she was his girl, it was just more deceit. A charming deceit that she had fallen for, hook, line and sinker. But no more; and she wasn't going to cry either. Alfie didn't deserve that; he didn't deserve a goddamn thing from her. (Y/n) holding her head high as she made her way past all the workers, until she was at the front door to the bakery; the youngest female Shelby throwing open the door before making her way over to the car and Amos. The driver standing up straight, as he saw her making her way towards him.

"I need you to take me to the house please, Amos........." The quiet man just nodding, before climbing into the car, with (Y/n) close behind him. The automobile quickly taking her towards Alfie's home, for the last time.

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The car with the Shelby brothers had pulled up just down the street from where Alfie's car had stopped. The three watching as their little sister jumped out and quickly made her way up to the smart house, before disappearing inside.

"Tommy, what's goin on..........?"

"This is Alfie's place. Looks like this is where (Y/n) has been all this time......" His answer just making Arthur want to kill Alfie, even more.

"But I think that you will find that she's moving out............."

"How do ya know that..........?" John asked, as he turned his attention from the house to his older sibling.

"Because she is a Shelby. It was obvious that (Y/n) had no idea that Alfie knew us; that we were actually looking for her. No, she isn't gonna stay now she knows he was lying ta her. She isn't a fool. But now we just have ta keep an eye on her, so we don't lose her again. Find out where she is going and maybe get Polly ta speak ta her. If she would come back for anyone, it would be Aunt Pol........" Tommy explained, pointing to the street as (Y/n) finally came out of the house and made her way back to the car. She climbing back in, before it made its way down the street.

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Amos hadn't said a word to her, on the way to the house, and she had been thankful for it. And even more thankful that he had just waited for her to tell him where to next, as she made her way out of Alfie's house with her few things in bags and climbed back into the car. (Y/n) looking out of the back window to see the car with three people in it, sat just down the street; she knowing that it was her brothers, that they had followed her to the house. And even though she was about to leave the man that she loved, the man that she had believed loved her; she was not about to return to Birmingham with them. She not about to forgive Tommy for sending her away, as she was not about to forgive Alfie for all his lies. A smile coming to her lips, as a plan of her own came to her mind. A plan to get away from all of them.

"Waterloo Station, please Amos.............."