you had seen the man in the bar from time to time, always ordering people around or in his private room. he never spoke to you, only at you.

tonight when you were closing, you had pulled up all the chairs and mopped the floor, and just as you were about to lock up the liquor, the door opened.

when you noticed who it was, and you knew you couldn’t turn him away. thomas shelby didn’t care much for closing time.