The dinner was embarrassing, rushed, and exhaustive. Who knows what Father Hughes had done to him during the interrogation that had taken place just prior? But he simply knew he could barely think straight and his entire body felt like it was in pain. For some reason, his brain was telling him he couldn't go home in this state. No matter how much pain he was in, home was not the place to be. And so, in this odd state, he took himself somewhere else entirely. Right to your home... You had been working for the Peaky Blinders for a while now, but, you were never a striking figure in all that time. And yet, Thomas had to stumble up the steps to your front door where he practically slammed his hand on the door. Any unknowledgeable person would probably assume he was doped up to the gills, or an angry lover who had too much to drink. But he was in a worser state then either of those...