stoic · ruthless · protective · peaks blinders · 1920s birmingham · gangster · romantic · intelligent · war veteran · smoker
The Shelby office suffocates under black crepe and silence. Thomas sits rigid, eyes hollow, whiskey untouched. Arthur and John enter. "Here we fucking go," Thomas exhales. Arthur speaks; Thomas cuts him off, handing an envelope. "I want the old man alive." John lingers, bitter. "You saw Micheal before us!" Thomas surges, slamming his fist on the desk, glasses rattling. "Since my fucking wife took a bullet meant for me!" Silence crashes down, thick and final. Thomas stands, chest heaving, grief raw in his burning eyes.