"I realise we can rule the world," Ariana Grande-Butera
Now, Giorgia hadn't killed another Changretta by dawn, but she'd be lying if she said she hadn't fucking dreamt about it. She was tired, - exhausted - and her fight with Polly never helped.
"Hello, sweetheart," Giorgia announced as she waltzed into Tommy's office, not giving Polly any acknowledgement.
"Hello, Giorgia," she called, "how are you?"
"Giorgia," Tommy breathed. "May I help you?"
"Yes, sir," she smiled, "I want to know the fucking plan. Because you see, I'm getting a bit bored. And I'm itching to put a bullet in someone's pretty face."
Giorgia had noticed the amounts of paper sprawled on Tommy's desk, and so she simply picked one up in between her fingers and read through it, noticing Polly's signature at the bottom. "You're seriously considering signing all of this over?"
"We have no choice," Tommy told her.
"We're preparing for tomorrow, Giorgia," Polly spoke.
"What's tomorrow?"
"Luca Changretta is coming to Birmingham, " he explained. "It's our turn."
"He's already taken over Alfie Solomons, Sabini, Titanics," Polly noted. "All of them."
"And now he's coming to take control of Shelby Company Limited," Tommy told his wife.
"Let me guess," Gia scoffed, "you're going to let him have it?"
Polly and Tommy shared a look but said nothing. "There's a child growing inside of you, Giorgia. No more war."
"Yes, thank you, Polly, for reminding me," Gia snapped. "I have a plan, in mind."
"Putting a bullet in Ms Changretta's head isn't a plan, Giorgia," Polly scolded.
"My father," Gia announced.
Both her husband and Polly instantly snapped their heads towards Giorgia. "You what?"
"Changretta's men work for the highest bidder. My father has put a bid in. They no longer work for Changretta, they now work for Alphonse Capone."
"No, Gia," Tommy shook his head. "This is too dangerous."
"When have I ever been scared of danger, eh?" She asked him, throwing him a wink. "Trust me. This conversation doesn't leave this room. I have an important phone call to make."
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The distillery Tommy had worked on for years held Tommy, Giorgia, Finn and Polly. Luca Changretta and his men were gathered behind the table that segregated the two enemies. Giorgia recognised a few of the men from New York, but paid them no mind.
"Guardali," (Look at them) Luca chuckled, his men syncing in laughs behind him. "All that's left of the Peaky fucking Blinders."
Luca took steps forward, face to face with Tommy as they glared at each other with a hate Giorgia recognised from soldiers in the war. Tommy had his orders, but Giorgia didn't obey them, so she made sure to stand right next to him the whole time as she eyed the men that took in the sight of her.
"I've had my lawyer draw up these papers. They cover every enterprise in your possession. Bars, restaurants, warehouses ... every fucking thing that you've taken all these years to gather together. You will sign them over to my family, or you're going to die. Right here."
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