❝MY NAME IS DOROTHY MERCER, AND MARK MY WORDS, THIS WHOLE FUCKING TOWN IS GOING TO KNOW IT.❞ People don't scare Dorothy like they used to anymore. She'd had it rough. Living on the streets, growing used to an empty stomach, resorting to the lowest of low - after a few years, she'd had enough. Slowly, she clawed her way out of the slums right to the top. She faced every low-life, gang boss and criminal that challenged her and smiled in their faces as she took them down. And now, they were the ones scared of her. She thought she had won by now. Destroyed all memories of her past. But when she arrives in Small Heath, Birmingham, by the request of an anonymous telegram, she realises she was painfully wrong. ( rated no. 3 in #peakyblinders ) ( rated no. 1 in #1920 ) a peaky blinders fanfiction; tommy x oc; set during series 2; au-ish; i own nothing.