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Abeg who know where oyinprince store him memory make I go copy d remaining story? Suspense too much na, abeg na joke I dey o

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Tarasha - Chapter 13 part 1

Tarasha dropped the gun slowly and took a glance at the door and back at Cole. She turned and walked to the door, holding the gun in alertness. She peeped through the door hole and saw the person knocking, she clenched her left fist and gave an evil chuckle as she tightened her grip against the door. Part of her felt like opening the door and gunning him down immediately, the other part felt like opening the door and embracing him. She stood back and paused for a while.

'Answer the door, you should know how to handle him. Return his phone to him. If he asks' she said to Cole as she hurried back into her room. 'Come with me' she motioned Benny to follow pack the rest of the devices and follow her, leaving only Henry's phone.

Cole heaved a heavy sigh of relief. He made a sign of the cross as he walked slowly to the door, whoever was at the door was his saviour. He peeped through the door hole but didn't recognise the person at first. He opened halfway and tucked out his head.

'Hello' Henry said with a smile, trying to peep into the house.

'Yes, what can I do for you?' Cole answered. He searched the guy from head to toe with his eyes, thenHenry's face came into his remembrance. He stepped out.

Henry scrutinized Cole's face for a while and remembered him clearly as the driver who drove them to the birthday party.

Henry cleared his throat and began. 'Good morning, I've come to see Evelyn'

'Evelyn?' Henry pretended as if he didn't hear properly. He would have loved to say, 'please come in, she really needs you, that day she felt like dying after you left her.' But he couldn't try it, majorly because of the tensed atmosphere that the device he had taken in carelessly just caused and he was also sure that the Boss wouldn't want to see Henry.

'Yes, where is Evelyn? The lady I accompanied to that party'

'What party?' Cole feigned ignorance.

'Come on, you drove us in a Rover to late Chief Jubril's party and disappeared when the party ended in a disaster' Henry defended himself in a strong tone.

'That was business, she was my client and only hired me for that evening' Cole answered back.

'She's only your client?' Cole shook his head in affirmation. 'I need to see her' Henry answered, unshaken.

'I don't know where she lives or where she is now. It was her first time of hiring me, so I don't have much details about her'

Henry paused for a while and stared straight into Cole's eyes. 'You're not saying the truth' he slammed. 'Just tell me where she is, I need to see her for something important'

Henry paused as someone opened the door and poked out her head. She looked to Cole and then to Henry's face and back to Cole, her eyes expression asking for who Henry was.

'I want to see Evelyn' Henry quickly said. Aisha feigned ignorance and gave him a strange look. 'Or you may know her as Tara' Henry quickly added.

There was an expression of shock on both Aisha and Cole's faces. They mistook the Tara he called to be a short form for Tarasha. But Cole could recognize that Henry's intonation was different and the way he called it made it sound like a Yoruba name.

'Tara or Evelyn, she doesn't know her' Cole replied, arguing for Aisha.

Henry shook his head in disbelief. He had caught the shocked expression on the faces and was more convinced now that they were lying. 'Why are you guys hiding her? I need to see her for something important', he repeated.

'Mister, we don't know her. I told you already that she only hired me for the party and that's all' Cole slammed. Aisha sighed and entered back into the house.

Henry shook his head and licked his lips, thinking of what else to say.  'Okay, I've been on the road trying to locate this place  for some hours now, can I at least come in to have a drink? Maybe a cup of water' Henry pleaded.

'I don't allow strangers into my house' Cole replied.

Henry gave a smile. 'I'm not a stranger' he retorted. 'You know, I could be your client too and a very regular one at that'

'Sorry sire,  I've really got some other things to do' Cole attempted to turn back.

'Okay, can I have my property?' Henry said, perceiving that Cole was going to remain adamant.

'What property?'

'My phone, the one I forgot in your car' Henry asserted. Cole kept mute. 'Don't try to feign ignorance with that' Henry warned. 'It led me here and I know that it's in this house'

Cole stared at him awkwardly for a while. He turned back and walked into the house locking the door immediately.

Henry quickly took out a bug from his pocket and attached to the top edge of one of the pillars in the balcony.

Cole returned a minute later with the phone, not noticing anything, he handed it over to Henry immediately.

'Thanks' Henry stared at his phone with a smile. 'You work with her right?' He asked another question that kept Cole dumbfounded for some seconds.

'I think its time to leave sire, you're taking too much time here' Cole said with a serious tone.

'It's okay, I'll leave' Henry said, tossing his phone from one palm to another. 'Tell her, I only came to pick her up for service today. I'll be back some other time, we still have loads of stuffs to discuss' Henry said and turned to take his leave.

'Don't return here else I'll do something terrible to you' Henry could hear Cole threaten as he approached the old weak gate. He paused and stared at the compound. The place was neat but it looked very old, like a deserted place that was being renovated. There was a blue car in the compound and a mini van. There were also very old building bricks arranged in one corner. Henry wondered what a modern looking guy like Cole was doing in such an environment. Henry cleared his throat and walked on.

He got into his car which was parked by the road beside the house and settled in the driver's seat, leaving the door opened. He took his tablet device from the back seat and unlocked it. He opened up an application to monitor the bug he just planted. After some loading, the streaming began, he could see Cole just turning back into the house. He dropped the tablet on the right seat and closed the door. He wasn't sure Evelyn was in the house but he was sure that the driver and his wife or girlfriend knew her. But the bug he just placed there would help him confirm that.

He took in a deep breath and remained in silence for a while. He could hear some singing from around the corner, a church was having the Sunday service.

His previous plan was to pick Evelyn and convince her to follow him to his own church's service but since he didn't get to see her, he decided to attend a church nearby while he monitored the bug. He closed the door and started the engine.

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After waiting for sometime after Henry walked out of the gate. Cole opened the door slowly and entered back into the house. Tarasha was seated on the arm rest of the three seater sofa, her short gun was still in her hands, she stared straight at him. There was an awkward silence of over five minutes. Cole couldn't move and Tarasha kept an undecided look on him.

'Why did you take the phone?' Tarasha finally asked.

Cole felt stupid. He knew he shouldn't have taken the phone at all or he should have told her about it when she didn't ask. But the reason he was so interested in it was the special technical qualities the phone seemed to have. Little did he know that the owner of the device was also a technical guru who was capable of delivering them to the police by just that simple mistake. Cole could not answer the question, words refused to come out of his mouth.

Tarasha narrowed his gaze at him sternly. But Cole still felt little bit relieved. At least, she wasn't looking like she was still going to still kill him.

Tarasha stared back to the gun in her hand. She felt like punishing Cole for what he had done. A bullet into his right arm wouldn't have been too cruel for his punishment but she considered the new tasks ahead and the fact that she might still be the one to treat the bullet wound. She offloaded the gun and dropped it on the chair, one of the two bullets rolled to the ground.

'So it was Henry right?'

'Yes' Cole answered. Tarasha let out a breath and her shoulders fell. Henry could interpret the look on her face as a wish that she could see him. He felt the temptation to smile, but rebuked himself and stayed calm.

'Can you check if he's still anywhere around?' She said to Cole as she got up and walked to the front window. Cole opened the door and walked into the compound. He stared around the compound for a little while before proceeding to the gate, he opened the unlockable gate and peeped outside. Except for some building workers walking around, he could only see tyre marks on the sand. He closed the gate and returned into the house.

'He's gone' he said to Tarasha who had already come out to the balcony. She was searching everywhere with her eyes. 'Where did he stand?' She asked.

'Here' Cole answered, standing on the same spot Henry stood.

'That guy is a crazy technician and developer, his knowledge of this place could mean danger for us. We need to leave here soon'

Tarasha kept looking around. She saw something at the top edge of balcony pillar, it was hidden behind the cobwebs. She felt stupid as she stared straight into the bug before discovering what it was. She detached it from the wall and dropped it on the floor, crushing it with her foot.

'Shit! He has seen my face' she cursed. 'Didn't you see this?' She barked angrily at Cole.

Cole stepped back in fear and gave way for her to walk back inside through the door. He followed after her. 'We need to leave here immediately' she said, walking hurriedly. 'I don't know how much time we have left' she picked the gun and the bullet on the sofa. Cole was standing still, he didn't understand why they had to leave but he couldn't summon courage to ask like he would have done normally. As far as he was concerned, Henry was there only for her. They had covered all tracks on their last operation, so there was no way it could be traced to them. Henry had come to discuss his love issue with her and that was all.

'Why are you standing there?' Tarasha returned back and stared at him. She had taken off her top and had only her bra and pant on.

'That guy' Cole began, moving closer to her slowly, carefully choosing his words in his brain first so as not to infuriate her again. 'He said he came to pick you for church service'

Tarasha stared at him awkwardly. Her anger was beginning to arise again.

'He knows your name' Cole quickly added.

'What do you mean?' She narrowed her gaze at him.

'He called you Tara'

'What??' She exclaimed, more like a whisper, looking shocked. 'Where the hell did he get that from?'

Cole stared at her in surprise, surprised that she was surprised. He thought she was the one who told him the name since he assumed they had begun a love affair.

'Whatever, we need to leave here now' Tarasha said and moved closer to the sofa, she picked the bullet on the floor.

'I think you're in love with him'  Cole mustered enough courage to say as she turned back. He held his breath anticipating what could befall him.

'What??' Tarasha turned back angrily, it was as if Cole just stirred the devil in her. Cole could see her anger in her eyes and he began to tremble immediately. He began to step back slowly as she proceeded towards him. There was no gun in her hands and the door was still opened for Cole to run outside but he knew his attempt would be fruitless. So he knelt down in an attempt to plead.

A knock sounded on the door.

'Evelyn, come on, I know you are in there'  Henry's voice rang in.

... To be continued

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#Boom! suspense....more pls

Chaii!!! Tarasha Cover as been blown . Tnx 4 d update

Read chapter 13 pt 2 on www.youngicee..com

Oyinprince:


She came down to Nigeria and was still involved in her profession until she met someone who was willing to help her start a new life.
But people from the past came into her life bringing back old memories. Then she met her match, another fierce assassin

I dnt knw if i'm starting to like dis Henry character or hating him sef.. The guy too qt liver.. I just Hope he changes Tarasha instead without qetting himself into big poo..

Gbain!!! Kasala e yaff burst ni...........@Oyinprince pls don't keep us waiting, èjó

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wow...oyinprince has really gone far


why do i have mixed feelings about that cabman...

why has no one seen dat bullet on the floor...

why do i think i'v met dat IG's character b4...


still i follow

Oyinprince thanks for d updates! This is really a masterpiece!
I fear for tarasha and her crew.................... I Just have dis feeling dat tarasha is in for lots of surprises!

WATCH OUT FOR THE FALL OF TARASHA!

Welldone

Wonderful work and insightful imagination Oyin. Do work on grammar and typos

At least, she will get 2 know her really family is still alive.... Mallam jefa
OYIN...PLS NXT UPDATE ....am no more watching seasonal film again

Queenxstar:
Wonderful work and insightful imagination Oyin. Do work on grammar and typos

no wori im go work ya
NA PERFECTDANNY DON TALK O

in as much as tarasha is a bad person m still wishing she doesn't get caught,captivating story

hmm,all update always enthralling,more grease to your elbow,bravo,anyways henry must be able to handle this tough task and crack this hard nut of TARASHA, I just pray emotions does not hinder henry from dealing with this TARASHA.
#TEAMHENRY
#TEAMOyinprince

Queenxstar:
Wonderful work and insightful imagination Oyin. Do work on grammar and typos

Aiit, I would. Thanks

Tarasha - Chapter 13 part 2

Dakolo posed in front of the mirror to check his dressing and make sure that nothing was out of place. His well fitted black suit made him look smart as usual, he was wearing a white shirt under and a dark blue tie. He took a small comb from his box which he had already arranged and combed his medium height hair forward. He returned the comb and straightened up his jacket, he looked into the mirror once more before picking up his box and phone. His phone rang just in time.

'Agent Dakolo, are you at the Rivers' airport already?' Officer Ken's voice came through.

'No officer' Dakolo smiled, 'I'm already in Abuja, I'll be in the headquarters in few minutes time'

'In Abuja already?' Officer Ken exclaimed in a surprise tone. 'Are you at the Abuja airport then?'

'No, I'm not. Don't bother about me' Dakolo smiled. 'I know my way around, I'll meet you in the office. Is the IG there already?'

'No, he isn't but he'll be with us in few minutes also' Officer Ken answered.

'Okay, until we see then' Dakolo ended the call and opened the dial pad for a new call. He dialed the cabman, Clement's number.

'Where are you now?' He asked.

'I just drove in' Clement answered.

~~Twenty five minutes later ~~

Dakolo and the cab man drove into the large compound of the police headquarters after thorough searching at the gate. Dakolo was seated in front with him and they chatted all through the journey like friends until they got to their destination.

The cab man who was surprised when Dakolo asked him to turn into the police headquarters was more surprised on seeing several high ranked police officials stop to greet Dakolo as they drove into the gate. It was his first time of entering the place but his surprise robbed him of the chance to notice the other beautiful sites in the compound. He began to stare at Dakolo's face suspiciously.

Dakolo smiled on seeing his confused look. 'Sorry, I didn't tell you I'm a member of the police force'

The cab man glanced at him, the look on his face expressed his demand for more explanation.

'My younger brother is the contractor really, it was his business card I gave you' Dakolo explained further. 'My promise to get jobs for you when you go back to your carpentry work is still on. I'll ensure that my brother works with you'

The cab man stared at him more awkwardly without saying any word. He drove as he was being directed by a police officer into the garage. After about two minutes, they finally parked the car.

'Thanks' Dakolo said, bringing out his wallet from his jacket's inner pocket. He began to count. 'Since you know everywhere around, I'll be calling you often, hope you'll be available'

'I'll try' Clement answered less enthusiastically. His focus was more on the cash Dakolo was counting. Dakolo finally counted triple of the fare and handed it over to him.

'Oh! Thanks' Clement received the money joyfully. 'Just call me anytime, I'll be available to take you anywhere' he said.

Dakolo smiled and got out of the car. A crowd of highly ranked officers had come to welcome him, the IG was also there. A junior officer took out his box from the back seat.

'Agent Dakolo' the IG saluted on seeing him. Dakolo saluted back and received the man's handshake with his two hands to show curtsy. 'Welcome'

'Thank you sir' Dakolo replied with a smile, also responding to the greetings from other officers.

The Inspector General, Rikau Waziri was dressed in dark suit too, he also had a white shirt under but was without a tie. Aged 51, Rikau was of average height and a very dark complexion. He had a bald head, his face had scars on it, a result of several fights he had engaged in when he was younger. The rest of the officers were dressed in their uniforms.

'Why didn't you tell us the exact time you were coming? We were making arrangements to come for you at the airport'

'I had to come earlier to do something sir' Dakolo said briefly. He took a back glance at the cab man who was just driving off and smiled.

'It's okay' the IG said and they began to proceed into the main building. 'Hope your journey wasn't stressful'

'Not at all sir, it was stress free'

'Good' the IG smiled as they climbed up the short stairs into the building. Dakolo looked around, surprised at the number of officers who were present at the office on a Sunday morning. Officer Ken noticed his surprise.

'They all have to be here because of the security issues we're having right now' Ken explained with a smile.

Dakolo nodded and smiled. The crowd of officers began to decrease gradually as they walked past the several offices and sections. They finally got to a room with the tag "H 4". Ken brought out an access card and opened the door. It was a room where top officials held their meetings. The remaining three officers and the IG entered the room with Dakolo.

The room which was painted white all through was not too large but conducive enough for a meeting. There was a rectangular table in the middle and ten chairs were round the table. Light refreshments had been served on the table already. The IG took the seat at the front corner which was the short side of the table while the four others took two seats each at the left and the right. Inspector Ken and Agent Dakolo took the seats closer to the IG. The meeting began.

'So what's the way forward now?' The IG asked after a short recap of the situation.

'I'm thinking we need the help of some agents' Dakolo said. Everyone stared at him for more explanation. 'I mean a secret agent' Dakolo stated further.

'Does that mean you think you can't handle it?' The IG asked. 'Cos that's the reason we brought you here'

'I'm not saying I can't handle it, in fact I would have loved to but we need someone who wouldn't need much struggle to disguise as an assassin ' Dakolo explained more but his listeners still did not understand except for Ken who was shaking his head thoughtfully.

'I think I get his point' Ken put in, redirecting all stares to himself. 'Agent Dakolo's face is already known in the country for nabbing top criminals and assassins, it would require extra work and would need a lot of disguise techniques for him to act as a secret agent, his face is known already'

The IG shook his head slowly and thoughtfully in agreement. 'So what do you think we should do now? I really wish Dakolo is still  a young man we could send as an undercover like  we used to do' he said smiling at Dakolo. Dakolo smiled back. 'Well, we have some of our officers we could still send'

Dakolo gave a slight hiss which expressed his disagreement, 'our boys have not been trained enough to handle this kind of cases. They'll definitely cause more troubles for us. Even myself wouldn't have been able to carry out this kind of job if it had come when I was still a secret agent. I have more experience now, both on the field and technically'

'So what do you suggest now?' The IG asked. 'Can Ken?' The IG turned to look at Ken. 'Or any of these two?'

Ken shook his head slightly in disagreement. 'Do you think it would work like that?'

'Why not?' Dakolo and the IG asked in unison.

'We've been actively involved in this assassination case. I mean the three of us' he said looking at the other two seated. 'We've been involved in the chasing and interrogations, do you think it can still work with us?' Ken said in a bold voice, dismissing every perception that he was afraid to take the task.

'You've spoken the truth' Dakolo said after thoughtfully considering his reply. 'This assassin group members are intelligent and dangerous. I'm sure they'll just play along even if they recognize anyone sent as the undercover and it would turn out as a disaster for us'

'So we don't have enough strong and trained men in the force that can handle this?' The IG joined, getting irritated that they were making the matter sound so big.

'Sir, it's not about being strong here' Dakolo said calmly. 'Of course, strength is important but what we really need is an intelligent personnel. Very intelligent one who would match the intelligence of this assassin group. You know I can't really talk about the manpower of the group but I know they are intelligent. Most of their strategies have been technical; they disrupt all our technical security facilities, keep us in darkness and then carry our their assassination, that's what they've been doing'

There was silence for a while. 'So you think that the assassin group is not really tough in physical strength?' The IG broke the silence.

'Yes but I may be wrong. But one thing I'm sure of is that their technical and developing abilities and intelligence is where they're stronger'

'No' Ken disagreed gently. 'Except the assassin group that killed Chief Jubril USA different from the one who that carried out the other two but if we are saying they might be the same, which is really likely, it would be wrong to say they are weak physically'

Dakolo turned and stared at Ken, so did everyone else.

'Yes sir, he's right' one of the two other officers finally broke his silence. 'The group that carried out Chief Jubril's assassination was definitely not weak physically. Their knowledge of the usage and control of guns is mind blowing, this is evident in the number of security officials and police officers found dead in the events centre'

'Thank you' Ken supported. 'None of their bullets were wasted' Ken added, looking at the two officers faces for support. 'Their bullets got into their targets at delicate parts of the body and most of the victims did not receive more than one bullet. This shows that the group is a specially trained one and they've mastered the art of the use of guns. I believe only intelligence wouldn't fight them, they're complete, we need to be complete more than that to defeat them'

There was another awkward silence. Dakolo now remembered James telling him about his gun battle with the suspected lady who had blocked them on the road while they were on their way to save Robin Kahn.

'You're right' Dakolo began again in low tones. 'How could I have even thought that they had no physical strength, considering how they finished off Robin Kahn and his men?' Dakolo paused and swallowed. 'I also visited the warehouse where Robin and his men were misled to when I was in Lagos. You need to see the way their apparatuses were set up professionally'

'You see, those guys are experts' Ken put in briefly.

'James also told me of how a single lady of the group also engaged he and the rest of the rescue team on their way to help Robin. She took out almost all the men and even escaped with their own vehicle'

'So that means we need a stronger and complete team to match them else we would just be going round in circles and keep losing our men' Ken added.

'No matter what it is, we have no option than to stop the group' the IG said in a determined voice. 'And it would be nice if we capture their boss alive'

'Yesss' Dakolo stressed the word, as it he had just remembered something. 'Talking about the boss. It is widely believed that the group is headed by a lady named Aisha Bello who disguises as  Samantha Osman but with the latest assassination, the report says a man carried out the job' Dakolo paused to look at their faces

Inspector Ken coughed and joined. 'As far as I'm concerned, this assassin group we are dealing with is a large one, I believe they should have up to twenty or thirty in the group. It's surely a large cooperation. So we can't be sure that Samantha Osman is the boss, she might just be one of their major hitmen. The real boss could be in their headquarters and just be giving the orders from there'

Everyone paused to reason with Ken. Dakolo took in a breath and shook his head. 'I agree that Samantha Osman might not be the real boss but I don't think the group is a large one. We should have able to get one or two of them if the group was so large'

'Now, we need concrete details' the IG said in a tone which expressed his dissatisfaction with the way the meeting was going. 'All what we've been talking about since are our opinions about them, no one has concrete details'

'And Agent Dakolo' The IG faced Dakolo squarely. 'You said we need secret agents and undercovers, does that mean that you have suspects in mind already'

'N...no...' Dakolo stammered as he tried to answer. 'There's no group or real person we suspect yet'

'Then why do we need an undercover if there's no suspect?' The IG slammed.

'We might locate a suspect group very soon'

'Then we should be focused first on locating the suspected group, then we can come back to finding a secret agent to do the work'

'We are working on that already. There's a NSCC agent who's tracking them already. I'm also thinking that we could recruit him as a secret agent'

The IG gave a chuckle. 'How do even you think that would work?'

'The agent is extra intelligent and we're also going to provide strong backups for him'

'Who's this person?'

'Same guru we all know. Henry Ekene George'

...to be continued

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I'm so loving this story,while Dakolo is suggesting Henry as an undercover to the assassins Henry is in love with their boss,life!.Oyinprince tanks for the update.

This is wow! Can't imagine I'm not reading a published book, u gotta start publishing ur written books Oyinprince. Kudos to ya. Pls more update o.

Henry Ekene George is dining with the devil.

Oyinprince you've done noble.

You need to modify Tarasha - Chapter 13 part 1 cos you kept using Henry in place of Cole.

this story has taken a new turn. henry has know who is tarasha . loving every bit of the story.

1 word for work Op: DOPE

fallin in luv wif henry was a huge mistake,with d way fins are i'm afraid tara has to eliminate him

Tarasha - Chapter 13 part 3


'Evelyn' Henry called again when he got no response the first time. He placed his own palm against the door and noticed it was slightly opened. He pushed it gently and poked in his head first before stepping in.

Cole was still standing, not knowing if he should run or still continue to plead or if there was no need for the both anymore. Tarasha was standing also, she was mute, the bullet she picked on the floor was still held loosely. It was until she caught Henry's eyes searching round her body that she covered the bullet in her palm.

'I'm sorry for intruding'  Henry broke the silence apologetically on seeing Evelyn half unclad, 'I'll just wait outside for you'

'You can wait inside' Tarasha said with a stern voice. 'Sit here' she pointed at the sofa by the wall side and turned to walk into her room.

Henry and Cole stared at each other for some seconds. Cole let out a breath and made a strange eye movement at Cole before walking away, following the same direction Tarasha took. Henry moved forward and took the seat, staring around the house.

Tarasha inserted back the bullet into the gun and tapped her nose with it. She was undecided yet as to what to do with Henry, it was either she killed him that moment or fall for the strange feeling that she was having again. The feeling that returned that moment he entered and she saw his eyes again. There was this calmness that drove out from her heart it's previous occupier, anger.

She finally dropped the gun on the bed and turned to the wardrobe. She took out a jacket from the hanger and remove two short knives from it.

**Few minutes later**

The silence between the duo was really awkward as Henry drove them in his car to the church. They drove into the church garage and parked. The Pastor's message was already on and could be heard from the speakers placed outside for the security and Marshalls. Henry got out of the car first and turned to the other side to open the door for Evelyn.  She didn't come out immediately but was staring at the whole place. She stopped and stared at Henry's face, he gave her a reassuring look and she stepped out slowly, in her shredded blue Jean trousers and black top.

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'Henry Ekene George' the IG shook his head thoughtfully. 'The chap is an intelligent one really, but I don't think he can do this'

'I believe he can' Dakolo insisted. 'He's determined to nab this assassin group, it shows in the way he's been dedicated to stopping their manipulation of the camera system'

'Well, I think we should have a concrete detail of the assassin gang first before we can continue with the undercover plan' the IG said, waving his hand to signal that the undercover case was closed for the time being. He placed his arms on the table and rested his chin on his palms. 'We would have a meeting with the President this coming Friday and we have to be ready to give him detailed plans. So we just have two days to fix the game plan, so we'll be meeting again tomorrow. Let's go back now and work, think and make researches and personal investigations, tomorrow we would return to pour out our ideas and fix the plan' he said in conclusion.

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Jefa stretched and turned to his left side on the bed, forgetting the injury he had sustained on his belly that side. He winced in pain and scowled, he sat up in the bed  After yawning several times, his eyes was opened enough to see. The pounding headache brought to his remembrance the fight that occurred the last night. It was so violent that nobody in his shop including himself escaped unhurt.

He closed his eyes and groaned as he stood up, he walked to the cotton and rolled it up thereby allowing the entrance is sunlight into the room. He scratched his bare back and returned to sit in the bed. His spoilt phone was on the stool in front of him. He picked it from the stool and tried to power it on but his attempt was fruitless. He dropped it back; his promise to call Henry that morning had failed. The business card given to him was also lost in the struggle, which meant that the only way he could see Henry now was to go to his house.

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10.45am

Henry started the car engine and began to drove out of the church premises. He glanced at Evelyn's face but she didn't glance back, she had been mute all through the service,even when they were being attended to  as first timers by the church officials. Henry had answered almost every question for her, making her look like a deaf and dumb person. She didn't even stretch her hand to take the Bible gift they handed to her, Henry collected it for her.

Henry was not too surprised by  her reaction to the activities in church, knowing that she wasn't someone who believed in God nor wanted to hear the name mentioned.

'Did you learn anything new today?' Henry finally broke the silence after driving out of the church's gate.

'I've never heard such hogwash in my life' she replied bluntly.

Henry felt bad at her reply but he smiled. 'Thats no hogwash but reality' he said.

Evelyn remained quiet. 'Those things you heard were real, though they may sound impossible to the natural ears' Henry added.

Tarasha glanced at him. 'So you believed a god died for you?' She asked, smacking her lips together.

'Yes, I believe'

'Do we still have st*pid people who could die for someone else?' She asked mockingly

'Come on, don't talk like that' he scolded her.

'Hehe' she made a brief laugh. 'It's pathetic that intelligent people could believe such tales by moonlight. When we were kids, we were forced to believe those stories but now everyone should be less stupid. I used to think people get wiser as they progress in age'

'Evelyn!' Henry called, she kept quiet. 'Jesus Christ's death on the cross is not a tale, it happened for real, on this earth were you live'

'Yes, haha' she scoffed. 'The stubborn Jewish Messiah was killed by his people for disturbing their peace, that's what we should do to those men we see on those platforms now who wants their followers to live by what somebody else wrote thousands of years ago'

Henry shook his head, struggling in his mind to figure out what to say. 'For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish fooli...' He tried to quote a scripture but she interrupted.

'Foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God. First Corinthians one verse eighteen' she completed the verse for him.

Henry was dazed, he stared at her with his mouth agape. 'Where did you learn that from?' He asked in amazement. 'I'm sure you didn't learn it when you were still a kid.'

She gave no answer. 'That means you must have left Christianity not too long ago, for you to quote a "not so popular" verse' Henry added.

She still gave no response. If only he knew the amount of Bible, Qur'an and other religious books scriptures she had in her head, he would keep quiet and stop talking about God to her. She thought. Studying religion and religious patterns were also part of what she learnt during her training in the Nefary Clan.

'Why did you leave God? Did you feel frustrated about a particular situation and you thought he could not help you out?'

Tarasha chuckled. Henry was sounding more like a joker to her now. 'God loves you and fee always wants the best for you' he continued.

'Oh! Shut up' she burst out angrily. 'I guess that's why he also kills those who do not serve him. And he even sends his servants to murder the ones who still serve him faithfully anytime he's really blood thirsty'

'God is not a murderer'

'But I've seen him murder a lot of people and he's still good at killing today.'

'No Evelyn, God does not kill. You didn't see him murder anyone; he didn't kill your parents'

'Oh Yes, he didn't murder them himself. He sent his faithful followers to do it'

'Those people lied, God did not send them. He loves us so much and wants the best for us'  Henry was talking with so much passion that he almost ran down a pedestrian crossing the narrow untarred road. He quickly recovered and they continued the journey in silence. Now few metres away from Tarasha's Lodge.

'Why did you come to look for me?' Tarasha asked and stared into Henry's face. The look on her eyes was cruel, immediately the atmosphere changed.

'Can we stop to talk somewhere or do you think we can talk in your house?' Henry replied calmly.

'That's not the answer to my question' Tarasha slammed.

'Yes, I'll tell you. Let's just go somewhere and talk'

'We don't have anything to discuss about'

'We have a lot to talk about' Henry retorted. He parked beside the gate of the house. 'We have to talk about you'

Tarasha who had been feeling irritated by his discussion of God during the ride was getting more impatient. She began to prepare in her heart slowly to use the knives tied round her legs under the shredded Jean. Her heart began to beat faster, something that had not happened in years even when she had to kill tougher people. But she had to end it all that day, else Henry would be her downfall, what she wanted now was to get some information from him.

'How did you get to know that my name is also Tara?' She enquired, expecting a simple answer. She was thinking that he had seen it somewhere around her when they stayed in the NSCC house together.

'I'll come to that' Henry answered.

She crossed her legs and rubbed her palm on the left foot, her fingers touched the two knives hidden in an inner pocket under the shredded Jean. 'Let's drive into the compound please' she said to Henry. He agreed and started the engine. Her plan was to lure him inside and force out truths from him since she was anticipating that he may be stubborn.

'There's no gateman here and the gate does not open automatically' Tarasha said to Henry when be began to push the horn for someone to open the gate.

Henry got out of car and went to open the gate. Tarasha felt like bringing out her knives, in readiness to inflict pains on him but her mood changed again as he returned to the car and stared at her face for some seconds, there was this fire in his eyes that always seemed to calm her down.

He drove the car into the compound and stopped it beside the van.

'Why did you come to see me?' Tarasha asked again.

'Calm down Evelyn, I've been searching for you since we parted last week'

'I know' Tarasha cut in impatiently. 'So go straight to the point, why have you been searching for me?'

Henry took off the seat belt with a frown on his face, he didn't like the way the conversation was going. 'I was worried about you. I did not know if you were in safe hands'

'Alright, I guess you can now see that I'm in safe hands' she said and opened the door. Henry held her arm.

'I love you Evelyn' he said, looking straight into her eyes. She took her eyes off immediately, trying to avoid sparking off more emotions. Her heartbeat was increasing. That moment was the best to strike him dead according to the training she had got but she couldn't just get herself to do it.

'Thanks for loving me' she said and tried to step out again. Henry gripped her more firmly.

'Evelyn, we need to talk about you, us, your future and mine'

'You don't know me Henry, you want to plan my future for me?'

'I know you'

'You don't, if you do you'll leave here right now before I change my mind and do something bad to you'

'I know what you can do. I saw that bullet in your hand, so I was expecting that you may come out with a gun' Henry said without fear in his voice.

She paused and stared at the floor, thinking of what to do. 'Get out of here immediately' she stepped out of the car forcefully and began to walk towards the building.

Henry opened the door by his side and placed a leg outside, he stood from his seat and rested his arm on the top of the car. 'I know you well Tara, I know who you are and what you do'

She paused at the balcony and turned to stare at him. 'Who is Tara?' She asked, trying to pretend.

'You are' he insisted.

It was getting out of hand now and she was getting more infuriated. It seemed he wasn't going to leave. She bent and took out the knives from her trouser. She turned and began to proceed towards him, she was going to drain out every drop of liquid in his body.

'Omotara Danjuma' he called softly making her freeze in shock, the knife in her left hand cut through the skin on her palm.

Her eyes widened, she was convinced now that he was sure of his claims.

'I met your elder brother, Jeffrey' he added.

~~~

Jefa walked back into his two room apartment after visiting the phone repairer's shop. He took off his sandals and dusted his feet on the foot mat at the door before proceeding to sit down. His living room was not too large and beautifully decorated but it was arranged in a neat manner despite the old furniture used. The TV was also a very old one, it was neat too and free from dust even though Jefa rarely used it. His eyes met with something as it wandered around, the diary and the photo on the centre table. He got up and went to pick it up.

He stared at the photo for a while, a brief smile formed on his face. He wiped off the small particles of dust on the photo and dropped it back on the table. He took the diary and returned to his seat. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, he was about doing something that he had never done. Their mum had told them during her lifetime that the diary contains secrets that they were not matured enough to handle. He flipped it open.

... To be continued

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Z it my imagination or why do I keep getting this feeling that Henry iz gonna be Tarasha's saving grace Well let's see how it unfolds then...Nice one. as usual oyinprince has done it again!

ESIXLOVE:
Oyinprince you've done noble.

You need to modify Tarasha - Chapter 13 part 1 cos you kept using Henry in place of Cole.

Thanks I will

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