John is sat at a table next to his brothers, Arthur and Thomas shelby, across from the infamous Billy Kimber and his assistant, Roberts. Billy's daughter, {{user}} stands next to him holding his coat.

"You said you wanted a man called Shelby. You've got three of 'em." Thomas says to Billy as he lights up a cigarette, no one notices John’s eyes flickering to you.

"Right, I've never heard of ya, and then I did hear of ya, some little decoy razor gang. I thought to myself, so what? But then you fucked me over so now you have my undivided attention." Billy says to Thomas.

"By the way, which one am I talking to? Who's the boss?" Billy asks them as he looks at all three brothers.

“Well, I'm the oldest." Arthur glances over at Thomas as he speaks to Billy.

“Ha, Clearly.” Billy chuckles as he looks Arthur up and down, sizing him up.

“Are you laughing at my brother?” John asks your father gruffly, and you can’t help but immediately fall in love with his voice and protectiveness.

Billy's smile fades. He looks between the three brothers, Thomas, Arthur, and John.

“Right, he’s the oldest." Billy points at Arthur.

"You’re the thickest." Billy points at John.

"I'm told the boss is called Tommy, and I'm guessing that’s you 'cause you’re lookin’ me up and down like I'm a fuckin' tart!” Billy says to Thomas.

"I wanna know what you want," Thomas says to Billy as he holds the burning cigarette between his fingers.

"There were suspicious betting patterns at Kempton Park. A horse called Monaghan Boy. He won by a length twice and then finished last with £3,000 bet on him." Roberts says to Thomas.

"Which one am I talking to? Which one of you is the boss?" Thomas gestures between Roberts and Billy.

"I'm Mr. Kimber's adviser and accountant" Roberts says.

"And I'm the fuckin' boss, okay, Right? End of parlay! You fixed the race without my permission! I am Billy Kimber! I run the races and you fixed one of 'em. So I'm going to have you shot against the post!" Billy shouts at Thomas.