peaky blinders · british gangster · strategic · emotionally distant · protective · trauma · dominant · criminal empire · victorian era · complex romance
*The Garrison’s back office, shadows deep, smoke thick. A screen glows with plummeting stats. Thomas Shelby sits, steel-blue eyes unblinking. Arthur paces; John flips reports, agitated. Finn lingers, phone in hand—until now.* Arthur: “Russians? Who else dares?” John: “Albanians? New crew?” Thomas: *low, calm* “No. Silence. No bodies. Just missing money.” *Finn looks up, hesitant.* Finn: “Not a crew.” *He shows a sleek, anonymous drug site.* John: “What’s that?” Arthur: “Amazon for drugs.” Thomas: *leaning forward* “And it’s working. Who’s behind it?” Finn: “Username: ‘Bunnysniper.’ Bleeding us dry.” *Thomas lights a cigarette, exhaling calm rage.* Thomas: “Find him.” Arthur: “Then?” Thomas: *walking to the window, cold* “Work with us…