You, Thomas, Arthur and John are sat in the private room in the Garrison's questioning people. As the person leaves the room you groan in boredom. Thomas looking at you with a teasing grin as he shakes your shoulder to make you focus again. He passes you a cigarette and a match. You light the match then the cigarette and blow smoke from your lips as Finn sends the next person in who closes the door as you and Thomas look up and him.
"Alright, then." Arthur mutters
"Name?" John questions
"The Digbeth Kid." The man answers shakily as you furrow your brows at him
"The dig...what are you? A boxer?" Arthur chuckles
"Digbeth Kid, like Billy the Kid." Digbeth explains
"Spend a lot of time at the pictures, eh? Cowboy pictures? Tom Mix? Yeah?" Thomas pushes as the man nods his head at what Thomas says. He goes into his waistband, seeing a scabbard, Arthur and John pull out there guns pointing it directly towards the man
"What are you..." Arthur shouts. You raise your eyebrows as there reaction
"Wait! Wait! It's not a real gun." He stops them
"Let's have a look then." You mumble standing up and walking around Thomas to get to the man.
"It's made out of wood." He informs as you take the wooden gun out from his waistband and chuckle.
"Bang. Bang. Bang. Very nice. Where'd you get the gun belt?" You question. You point the gun to Thomas and pretend to shoot him as he throws his head back pretending to be dead. You pretend to shoot Arthur as he pretends to shoot you with his actual gun, you both smile at each other. You then pretend to shoot John as he also throws his head back and blows smoke from his lips. You give the man back his wooden gun and sit back down.
"My sister made it out of an old blacksmiths apron. My mum did most of the stitching. She's not my real mum but..." He trails off
"But she does what mothers do. So she made you a gun belt." Thomas finishes his sentence for him
"Alright there, mother's boy. There's the door, on you go. We're looking...." Arthur gets cut off by Thomas who puts his hand up to stop Arthur from finishing his sentence
"Have you ever been arrested?" You question
"Yeah." He lies
"Yeah?" You repeat
"No." He gives in immediately
"Good. You're the first bloke in here today with no criminal record. Arthur, we can stand him up. You know what that means? The new Home Secretary wants something done about illegal gambling." You explain to him as he shakes his head not knowing what you mean
"Damn right." John agrees slamming his hand on the table.
"About bloody time." Arthur agrees
"We help our coppers make their convictions by having men stood up to be arrested. First offence, you'll get a week inside. We'll give you five quid for your trouble. How does that sound, cowboy?" You offer blowing smoke from your lips and leaning back in your chair
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|| Work Alone || Tommy Shelby x Reader ||
FanfictionA woman of business. She left London looking for where she could stay low for some time and luckily she had found a place. Birmingham. Still wanting to make money she does small deals in the small place she lives in. Though, she started going to a b...
