It's 1929 and the era of prohibition. However, "not legal" and "not happening" are two very different things. In the midst of a small war going on between two gangs, a speakeasy begins to attract attention as it masquerades as a bookshop. Between the flappers, the mob, police, guns and booze, there's never a dull moment. Have fun!

Maggie held a warm, damp cloth to Evie's eye, soaking up the blood from her friend's cuts.

"Poppet, why do you stay with that sod?" she asked. He'd had a nerve, mouthing off like that downstairs. The customers had only just calmed down as Tony and his mates had ran out to "teach a lesson" to Bill.

Gina sat on a stool downstairs. She had seen the whole episode. The girl ran a hand through her hair and went upstairs. "How ya feeling?"

"How do you think?" Maggie replied, turning Evie's face to show Gina. "Look at this. He did that to her."

Gina rolled her eyes. "No need to be snappy. I was just seeing if she felt better." Gina leaned against the doorway. "He's getting what he deserves right now."

(sorry wrong post)

"I hope so. I'd do it myself if I was a man."

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