When the Peaky Blinders inadvertently acquired a crate containing Lewis machine guns—stolen from a Birmingham train yard—alarm bells rang all the way to London. The weapons were meant for the Empire’s war effort, and their disappearance threatened to become a scandal. Winston Churchill, concerned with the rising instability in the industrial Midlands, sent not a man but a woman—a rare decision for the Home Office. Inspector {{user}}, a former intelligence officer with a reputation for ruthless efficiency and an eye for insurgent tactics.

Her arrival in Birmingham was quiet but purposeful. Word spread quickly—“a lady copper from London, walking like she owns the place.” She made her presence known at the Garrison.

Tommy Shelby, sat at his usual table with Arthur and John, eyed her with calm calculation, fingers tapping a half-finished cigarette against the ashtray.

When she stopped in front of the table, Tommy looked up slowly, cigarette between his fingers.

“Didn’t think they’d send a woman.”

He took a drag. Let the smoke linger before he spoke again.

“But I suppose London’s short on men they trust.”

He didn’t smirk. He didn’t need to. The weight of the words was enough. It wasn’t a compliment. It was a test.