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Kai!!! This guy, you too much, because of this story i find it very difficult to eat..

Oh God, Oyinprince i need more, you are just a genius, keep the updates coming, and more strenght to your body, make u no fall sick, make u no tire, make everything for your body remain strong like aso rock.

Ghen ghen!! Waiting for the next episode.

Come, make nothing happen to Tara oo. All these rough play you dey play. Better just kill Henry.



#TeamTara

Larryfly:
Come, make nothing happen to Tara oo. All these rough play you dey play. Better just kill Henry.



#TeamTara

yeah head dy dar ma guy me no sabi d kin rough play oyin dy follow tara play na. We go revolt if as small as mosqitoe bite tara, oyin u dy hear!

Larryfly:
Better just kill Henry #TeamTara

You wan kill that innocent geek abi

amtalkin:
All I can say is WOW!

God protect Tarasha.

She must NEVER be caught

Does god protect evil doers?

aprilwise:
how can I drop comment on or blog?

Disable the "Power saving Mode", if you're using Operamini.

TOmmyJidex:
Does god protect evil doers?

i wonder oooo

pls God protect tarasha and her crew. Kudos to u Oyin

As the earth is reborn this spring, remember that you're one of God's great masterpieces, a testament to his infinite wisdom and perfection. God bless you abundantly

Mind blowing... Bt pls dnt allow anything happen 2 my TARA.

nice story my brother,keep it up

Team Tara +Team Henry Oyin the two must not die oh! Abeg

Until Tara meets that dangerous assassin...
Make Dakolo just dey show himself... #teamTara

Tarasha - Chapter 14 Part 6


'You may need to see her, she's the lady who sent in the last CV' Sylvester explained.

Tarasha turned her face down, patiently waiting for Henry to turn to her front and probably take a look at her face. He wondered what his expression would be, but whatever his would be, she was ready for him, she already kept a straight face for him.

'Oh!' Henry paused. 'You invited her for an interview already?' He gave Sylvester a look of disappointment.

'No' Sylvester objected. 'I didn't invite her' he tried to explain but Henry turned back already.

'No need to disturb your interview, I'll come back later' Henry said as he opened the door and stepped out.

'I didn't...' Sylvester got up from his seat to explain better but Henry did not wait to listen. Sylvester felt deeply angry with Kimberly, she had got Henry to believe that he invited her for the interview after which they had planned together to work with those available first and not employ for the main time.

He heaved a sigh and turned his gaze to her, the expression on her face showed that she was sorry for the misunderstanding caused.

'Just get out' Sylvester said calmly, his anger reduced a little by the remorse shown on her face.

'I'm sorry sir' she pleaded. 'I didn't mean to...'

'Leave please' he insisted, his voice sounding harsher.

'I'm...'

'Leave' he slammed angrily, trying his best not to raise his voice.

Tarasha picked her bag and got up hurriedly, she proceeded to the door. Sylvester sat back into the seat and began to shut down the computer system.

'When should I return sir?' Her voice came softly again after he thought she had left.

He looked up and heaved a sigh of frustration, staring at her face coldly. She stepped stepped out and closed the door.

Sylvester got up after the computer was completely shut down. He noticed a file on the table and picked it up.  'Kimberly Alexander ' the title read. He hissed and dropped it.

++++

Dakolo was silently reading to himself the result of the test by the forensics team, Ken was seated in the visitor's seat behind the table. The  test report proved their claim positive, the substance used by the assassin group in the USA was the same used by Samantha Osman's group. Other details apart from the substance sample was also sent. The other details included the report from the CCTV camera system control point and medical reports on the bodies of victims.

'It's confirmed. A deadly group of assassins have been unleashed into the world. Only God knows where they are from' Dakolo said after he was through reading it. Ken only glanced at his face and sighed in response. 'Make you do send every detail we have also to them' Dakolo said to Ken, handing over the paper back to him.

He took out his phone and dialed the NSCC office. 'Hello Mr Sylvester, I'll be in your office in the afternoon time, I need to get a copy of the reports on all you've done on rectifying the breach problem.'

He ended the call and stared at Ken's face. 'Let's go see Mr Debo' he said and got up from his seat. Ken also got up immediately.

Mr Debo was the personal assistant to Chief Jubril Lawal, the one who was sent to the NSCC to rectify if the Canadian number was original. He had been invited for questioning by the police.

Debo was ushered in to meet the agent and Ken in the interrogation room. He was dressed casually, looking somehow distressed.

'Good morning sir' Dakolo greeted cheerfully after the man was seated comfortably.

'Good morning Officer' Debo replied, sniffing in. He used his handkerchief to wipe his face and his nose. He looked at Dakolo in the face, they were about the same age so he felt no need to be timid.

'Thanks for honouring our invitation'

'You're welcome'

'Okay, let's go straight to the point.' Dakolo adjusted his seat in readiness for the real business. 'I'm hundred percent sure that you are aware that investigation on the death of Chief Jubril, your late boss is still ongoing'

'Yes'

'I know you've been questioned before but I also know it was a brief one and it only happened on the day of the assassination at the events centre' Dakolo paused to look at his face for a confirmation. He continued talking after getting one. 'We'll like to get more details from you since you were there on that day. We are also aware that you were his personal assistant and that means you were very close to him.' Debo nodded slowly to confirm Dakolo's assertion as there was a pause again. Dakolo continued. 'I'll like you to work with us by answering all questions we would ask you. We may be repeating some questions we've asked you before, please answer them again like you haven't heard them before. The reason is that we want some clear cut answers that you may not have been able to give us that day, probably because of the panic caused by the whole disaster'

Debo shrugged, signaling for them to begin with the questions. Dakolo looked him in the face, he folded his arms and relaxed his back. Ken clicked open the audio recording icon on his device.

'In the past few months, has there been any suspicious movement Chief Jubril was involved in? Did he make new friends? Or get involved with a strange friend you've but being seeing him with?' Dakolo posed the first set of questions.

'No' Debo frowned as he pondered on the question. 'He didn't make any new friends, even those invited for the party were all old friends and associates which I've always known him to be friends with'

'Do you know all of these old friends that were present in the party?'

'Yes, I was in charge of sending the invitation letters to the guests' Debo replied. 'I have a list of all the guests we were expecting that day'

'Okay, was it only these expected guests that graced the party?'

'No, some came with friends. Their friends were also notable people though. Some came with their aides. We had to prepare extra gate passes'

'No suspicious attendee was noticed?'

'None.'

'Was there a video coverage of the event or how do you know if an unexpected guest came?'

'No, the Chief did not want the press in his party, they were locked out. The only coverage that could have seen any unexpected person was the security cameras installed in the hall but there was tight security at the entrance, so the person that carried out the assassination couldn't have been our guest'

'Are you saying that you're sure that your guests are innocent?'

'No, I'm not saying they are innocent but I'm saying that the killer didn't come in through the entrance meant for the guests because their was a proper system installed to search and detect any dangerous materials or weapons'

Dakolo paused for a while, still staring straight at the man's face. 'Was the Chief involved in any fight or argument close to that day?'

'No, none that I'm aware of'

'Did he start a business deal with a new person, group of people or company?' 

'Ermm... Yes, there was this young lady that wanted to start a deal with the Chief, she was from Canada'

'A young lady?' Dakolo asked, Debo nodded in affirmation. 'Only the young lady? Which company was she sent from?'

'Yes, it was only that young lady recently. She was sent from her father's company in Canada'

'Have you had any previous deal with this company?'

'No, it was the first time we had anyone from Canada who wanted to partner with us'

'Okay, but did you have anyone else who wanted to or struck a deal with your company recently?' Dakolo asked, his tone showing that he disregarded the young girl's option.

'No, that was the only one'

'Okay, let's move to...'

'That girl was suspicious' Debo put in quickly, a very serious look appeared on his face. 'Chief Jubril did not totally trust her. He asked me to make an investigation on veracity of her contacts in Canada'

'Hmm...' Dakolo seemed more interested now. He bent forward and placed his hands on the table. 'Did you make the investigation?'

'Yes, I started it. It wasn't completed before the Chief was murdered'

'What investigations did you start with?'

'I tried to confirm if the number calling from Canada was really from Canada and also trace it to the company there'

'So?'

'I was supposed to get a reply on it the day after the Chief's birthday'

'And you've not gotten the reply till now?'

'Yes, I didn't ask for it since then'

'How were you working on verifying the contacts? Did you come to the police?' Dakolo asked with a frown.

'No, the Chief sent me to his friend at the NSCC, Mr Sylvester. I was later referred to Henry E.G who was the only one who could do the job. He...'

'Henry Ekene George?' Dakolo cut in to confirm, wondering why Henry had never mentioned to him that he once worked with the late Chief Jubril.

'Yes, he was working on it and promised that he'll be ready...' Debo stopped as he remembered something.

'The report was supposed to be ready in three days but when I went to the NSCC's office on that day, Henry wasn't there. Mr Sylvester mentioned that he had gone to the police station to make a report on his kidnap' he continued.

'Kidnap?'

'Yes, he was kidnapped with his girlfriend then, I don't know for how long they were with the kidnappers'

'True' Ken joined the conversation to confirm Debo's words. Dakolo turned to look at him as he began to explain. 'I'm in charge of that case. He was kidnapped with a friend but they didn't stay up to a day in abduction'

'The police stepped in?' Dakolo questioned.

'They actually escaped before the police stepped in. The kidnappers had a disagreement' Ken answered.

'So, have the kidnappers been arrested?'

'No sir, we couldn't arrest them that day. They escaped before we got to the place. The place is locked up till date'

'Okay, what is being done on that case?'

'We...'

'Sorry' Dakolo cut in to add another question. 'Have the files of the kidnap case also been submitted to me?'

'Yes sir' Ken answered, Dakolo nodded for him to continue. 'I made thorough investigations with my team last week and the people suspected to own the place are dead.'

'Dead?'

'Yes sir, they are dead but we've been able to verify how they died or the cause of their death but while checking the citizen's details on the forum, their names have been marked as dead'

Dakolo took in a breath and turned back to Debo. 'What's the name of the lady and which company from Canada was she from?'

'Her name is Alexander Evelyn from AA, Alexander Amaechi Ltd' Debo answered.

'Can you recognise her if you see her?'

'Ermm... No' Debo stated. 'I didn't see her face properly, I don't even have an idea of how she looks'

'Huh ho! How is that possible?' Dakolo sounded with a note of disbelief.

'She was brought in by Chief Jubril's son, so she didn't have to interact with me. She had direct access to the man himself' Debo explained. 'And her hairstyle always made it difficult to see her face from the side view'

'Hmm... I see. And the son is late also' Dakolo said loudly, to no one in particular. Ken and the interrogatee remained silent

'We have to reach Henry E.G and find out what his result on the investigation was' Dakolo continued. 'Now, let's move to the party day' Dakolo relaxed back into the seat again. Debo adjusted himself also. 'You were seated on the table next to Chief Jubril's'

'Yes' Debo confirmed.

'Did you notice anything that was going on with him?'

'I... Didn't notice anything strange while I was seated. I wasn't seated for most of the duration. Chief was always sending me on errands'

'Were you there when the murderer walked into the Hall?'

'Yes, I was but I didn't see anything. I was under the effect of the gas released. I only opened my eyes after the antidote was sprayed and found the Chief in his pool of blood' Debo began to sound emotional.

'Hmm...' Dakolo gave another brief pause, trying to decide if he should stop the interrogation for the time being since the man's mood was already changing. He sat up and decided to ask few more questions. 'Do you suspect anyone?'

'None, except for the lady from Canada. It's just beginning to make sense to me now. She must have been a party to the kidnap of Henry E.G, maybe in an attempt to stop him from destroying their plans. I think she was a fraudster'

'Yes, but the crime we are talking about here is not fraud, it's assassination' Dakolo said, he stared straight into the man's eyes and asked, 'do you think that lady could be Samantha Osman, whom the police are in search of?'

There was a twitch on Debo's face, he stared up and down again, wondering if he had really come across the infamous and notorious assassin.

... to be continued

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Weldone oyin.....tarasha should jues b careful..... With don coming in to d picture...... Things go hard for her o..... Oyin b killing dis story back to back......thanx man

Wiz0isaac:
yeah head dy dar ma guy me no sabi d kin rough play oyin dy follow tara play na. We go revolt if as small as mosqitoe bite tara, oyin u dy hear!

Lol, e no dey my hand o

d4real890:
As the earth is reborn this spring, remember that you're one of God's great masterpieces, a testament to his infinite wisdom and perfection. God bless you abundantly

Amen, Thanks

I'm amazed at how talented you are. Just keep it up sir, great things are coming your way.

I've been reading as a ghost reader while i was still a guest here before i became a member of Nairaland. A friend used to post your stories in a group on facebook but i got tired of waiting for her to post and i decided to browse it out and boom!!! Here it was... Thats how i discovered Nairaland. You're really doing an awesome job and this story really deserves to be published...i just love the story line, the suspense, the action, the thrills, the planning and reasoning of Tarasha and i love everything else about this story. All the best to you... And i need a favour from you...pls dont let Tarasha's end be disgraceful...surely she might be caught for her killings but pls dont let her end disgracefully... Once again, all the best.

Oyinprince:
Lol, e no dey my hand o

ah una neva c nairaland riot b4 ba. If for ur manuscript tara die or go to jail kai d tin wey i go du dy ma mind, ma no tok too much

[quote author=PricelessCharm post=44877516]Mind blowing... Bt pls dnt allow anything happen 2 my TARA.
as in ehh,tara just av to be alive till d end,she must not be caught n even if she is,she should escape (so much in luv with the tara character)

baba since all this days...........abeg post d remaining episode or do u ave d complete episode to sell.....ur Story is best story i ave ever read in my life......keep it up.

Tarasha - Episode 14 pt 7


Sylvester dropped the landline receiver after speaking with Agent Dakolo, he sat back into his seat, trying to decide whether to attend to the Agent's request first or to follow after Henry. He chose the latter and got up from his seat. He picked up his phone from the table and proceeded out of the office.

Two minutes later, he was seated in the visitor's seat behind Henry's table. Henry wasn't paying much attention to him but was focused on his work on the laptop.

'Here's what I wanted to show you' Henry quickly handed a paper to Sylvester and turned back to his laptop. 'How was the interview? What position did she apply for?' Henry asked.

'There was no interview' Sylvester answered without taking a look at the paper he was handed. 'She only came to submit her credentials in person'

'I see' Henry said in a low voice, acting less interested.

'You thought I invited her over for an interview?'

'Yes, of course. You are the Boss here and you don't need my permission to interview anybody' Henry answered with a slight chuckle.

'But we already agreed to work with those available and not to take in anyone else for now. I wouldn't go against our agreement'

Henry paused and looked up, he fastened his eyes on Sylvester's face. 'I didn't suggest that in anyway' He said and turned his face back to the laptop. 'Oh! You thought that was the reason I didn't agree to see her?'

'What else could be the reason?'

'I wasn't aware of the interview before, neither do I know the position the interview is for so I didn't think I had any business to do with her' Henry answered, keeping a light smile on his face.

Sylvester remained quiet for a while, staring at Henry's face. He had thought Henry was angry but Henry's demeanor and words have proved him wrong.

'So what do you ...' Henry paused on seeing that Sylvester had not checked the paper given to him. 'Come on, read what's there'

Sylvester picked the paper and scanned briefly through it. 'When did you start working on this?'

'It wasn't my work, Dayo did it' Henry replied. Dayo was the new employee that was taken in the week before.

'It looks good but we have to find how crackable these codes are' Sylvester commented.

'That's why I was in your office then, I wanted to check through your history log but I've been able to check it from here'

'So, are they crackable?'

'Yes, it's even made up of very easy combinations'

'Does that make it usable or not?'

'It's not usable. It would be easily cracked by the opposition'

Sylvester folded the paper and dropped it on the table. 'Agent Dakolo called some minutes ago, he'll be here in the afternoon to get a report on all that we've been doing concerning the breach we've been experiencing'

'Okay, I've been expecting him to ask for it. I prepared a report already and he doesn't even need to come here, we could mail it to him' Henry said.

'I think he'll also like to get some explanations, that's why he wants to come physically' Sylvester put in.

'No problem, we'll be ready for him'

'So what do we do now with Mr Dayo's piece?' Sylvester asked as he got up from the chair, ready to leave for his office.

'We'll just keep it and keep working, we need something deeper' Henry tapped the enter key on her laptop keyboard in a loud manner and then relaxed into his seat, signifying that he was through with what he was doing. He stared up at Sylvester's face. 'You know we are trying to entrap this group, so we have to be wiser than they are. We cannot afford to use simple keys and scripts in tackling them, that'll be making mockery of ourselves'

'Alright then' Sylvester shrugged and turned to leave.

~~~

**Kabakawa,  Batagarawa Katsina, Katsina State. **

After lodging in an hotel for two days, the team finally moved into the rented apartment for which they had paid the rent fee for a year. The house wasn't too expensive but it was big enough to contain all of them. It was already furnished to their taste before they moved in.

They had chosen a flat with three bedrooms in the two storey building house with a total of six flats. Theirs was located by the left side on the middle floor. Tarasha had carefully chosen an apartment for them in an open area this time, it would reduce the rate of unnecessary suspicions. But they also had to be extra careful and watchful.

It was Monday morning and work had begun already. Cole was seated behind a table, composing an email on his laptop to inform the Ata's foundation of their team's arrival into the country. Benny was in one of the rooms where he and Cole had chosen for themselves, arranging the new arms and ammunitions into the wardrobe. He neatly arranged the various sizes of bullets and sealed explosives in a section. He arranged the pistols in another section and long guns in another. The last section was used to store his clothes and Cole's.

Aisha was also in her room, setting the place in the order she wanted. She hissed on seeing the little bag of clothes which she brought to the place. Although the bag  was actually the biggest bag amongst all bags of clothes the team had brought, she still thought it to be small. Their kind of job would not satisfy her desire to always take her best clothes around town.

She hissed again as she saw herself in the mirror on bending to arrange the makeup kits placed in front of the mirror. What did she even need the clothes for now that her hair was gone? She looked like a man, she thought. She gave a brief mockery laugh at herself as she rubbed her palms on the head. She then turned back to pick a small case which contained more makeup kits. That wasn't for her but for the team, the team would frequently need to change their appearances on this operation. Another small bag was lying beside the case, it contained camouflage materials like artificial beards, masks, wigs and even skinlike gloves.

Benny walked into the living room after he was done with arranging the tools, he met Cole already closing his laptop.

'Have you finished typing the email?' He asked as he moved to sit on the couch.

'Yes, we'll see it when we come back from the boutique' Cole answered, standing up with his closed laptop in his hand.

'You want us to go now?' Benny seemed not too comfortable with the idea.

'Yes, what else should we do now?'

'Why don't you send the email now and let's see their reply, they may probably engage you in a chat' Benny tried to convince Cole.

'I've sent the mail to the Boss first for vetting, until she replies us we cannot forward it to the foundation' Cole responded with a wry look on his face. 'Dust your lazy ass and let's go out to get the clothes now. I'll go get Aisha.' With that Cole walked away, leaving Benny who remained on the seat tiredly. For Benny, it was always fun to get new clothes but this one was different, the clothes would have to be disposed off at the end of the operation.

~~~

**Abuja**

2pm

'You went this far?' Dakolo stared Henry in the face as he read the report provided to him. 'Even the US CCTV officials have not discovered up to this, nice job' he commended cheerfully jamming his palms together.

'Thank you sir' Henry smiled.

'The only thing that looks similar in this their report is...' Dakolo began but stopped abruptly. He bent to bring out the report from the US CCTV from his small brief case which was placed by the leg of the chair he was seated. He placed the binded four pages report on Henry's table. Sylvester was the first to pick up the report and open it.

Dakolo opened back Henry's report which was still in his hands. He began to flip the pages until he got to the last. 'Here' he said, pointing a particular area on the page. 'This code looks similar to theirs'

Henry bent forward to look at where Dakolo was pointing. Dakolo handed it over to him to have a better view.

" BN 10354

' Encrypt XL

<< -- t.a.r-- n.e.f -- >>

Run script = enter ' 

>>"

That was one of the most mysterious encryption code Henry had ever come across. He had never seen the key words anywhere else before and since he discovered the script, he not been able to decrypt it.

Dakolo collected the report Sylvester was holding and opened to the second page. 'Here ' he pointed another area to for Henry to look at. The encryption script Henry saw in the US report was similar to the one in his report.

"BN 20679

'Encrypt XL

<< -- s.e.r--- n.e.f -- >>

Run script = enter '

>>" 

'What??' Henry's lips vibrated as he fixed his eyes on the code, looking slightly baffled. He took his eyes off to Dakolo face. 'The assassin group is larger than we thought, it's a worldwide organization'

Dakolo licked his lips slowly and silently as he watched Henry fix his eyes again to the report.

'Can I...' Sylvester who was anxious to see the correlation stretched forth his hand impatiently to collect the reports from Henry.

'So now that we know that we are dealing with a worldwide assassin group, we have to up our game' Dakolo finally spoke. 'Your engineers have to be informed about what they are dealing with. And I think the corporation has to establish a strong connection with the US corporation'

'Wow! I wasn't aware that there have been breaches in the CCTV operations in the US too' Henry spoke in low tones, relaxing his back in the seat.

'There have been' Dakolo replied him, tapping a finger on the table as he stared into the air and inhaled. 'The breaks always comes during the period of assassinations just like ours'

'Hmm... Same strategies, same codes' Henry said thoughtfully.

Dakolo stared at Henry's face for a moment. 'Henry E.G, I need to ask you some questions' Dakolo stated after a brief moment of silence.

Henry sat upright and adjusted himself to pay attention, surprised at the Agent's sudden change of tone. 'What questions sir?'

'You were kidnapped recently' Dakolo paused and stared at Henry's face, noticing a change. It was obvious to him that Henry wasn't comfortable with the new subject.

'Yes sir' Henry confirmed reluctantly.

'It happened after you got a job from the late Chief Jubril Lawal?' Dakolo continued, making sure he maintained eye contact with Henry. Henry noticed this and decided to try as much as possible to hide his expressions, else the Agent would extract every information from him even if he tried to lie.

'Yes, I don't know if the job was for Chief Jubril but it was brought to us by one of his workers' Henry answered.

'Chief Jubril sent him' Sylvester quickly put in.

Dakolo took a glance at Sylvester and fixed his eyes back to Henry's face. 'Let's talk about your abduction first. It lasted for less than a day. How did you escape?'

'I was told that they left us to go after they had a disagreement amongst themselves' Henry replied.

'You were told?'

'Yes, I was knocked out. I only opened my eyes after we've moved far away from there'

'You and your girlfriend?'

'No, but a very close lady friend'

'Well, I don't need to go into details of how you were abducted that day. I know that you have been questioned about that already.' Dakolo adjusted to a more comfortable seating position and placed his chin on his right fist. 'You mentioned during your interrogation with the police that your suspect was Dare, Chief Jubril's son?'

'Yes' Henry confirmed with a nod.

'But you didn't mention to me that you've seen him recently' Dakolo frowned.

'Sir, we've not really been able to discuss personal matters since you came into town'

'That's true.' Dakolo paused and turned to Sylvester who was already clearing his throat to announce his desire to leave since he felt he wasn't concerned with the questioning.

'Mr Sylvester' Dakolo called with a chuckle.  'You have to wait, I also have some questions for you too.' Sylvester nodded in reply and comported himself. Dakolo turned back to Henry.

'Let's push the personal matters aside for now' Dakolo continued with Henry. 'Did you ever think that the kidnap could be related to the job brought by the late Chief's PA?'

'No' Henry replied sharply after narrowing his eyes thoughtfully.

'You don't think so?'

'Yes, I don't' Henry shook his head in negative to emphasize. He thought again briefly. Omotara was the suspect behind the number he was investigating, so was it really possible that she had planned their kidnap.

'So you insist that it could have only been Dare Lawal?' Dakolo pressed. 'Wait' he cut in before Henry could speak. 'What was the result of your investigation?'

Henry's heartbeat increased thrice in speed. The question he was scared of have been finally asked. Was he now going to turn Omotara in? Knowing fully well that Agent Dakolo would not stop until he fishes out who Alexander Evelyn really was and probably even associate her with the Chief's assassination which Henry believed Omotara was innocent about.

END OF CHAPTER FOURTEEN

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I think tarasha is gradually coming to her end by storming NCSS. With the way the police are upping their game, victory is sure for them. Keep up the good work bro... God no go kill you for us. More ink to your pen. Take one vital milk for my head and one plate of isi ewa.

U are just too good. Keep it up.

thanks for the update. Can't wait to know what Henry would say about his findings

Tarasha - Chapter 15 part 1


**Tuesday Morning**

Sylvester sat behind his table, brushing up some of his previous works. Something surprising had happened the day before. It all started from the moment Dakolo asked about the report of Chief Jubril's job, Henry did not reply with a straightforward answer.

Dakolo did ask, 'what was the result of your investigation?'

Henry who was obviously not suffering from catarrh before that moment sniffed in and rubbed his nose like someone who was heavily disturbed with cold. 'The man has not come to collect it' Henry gave an answer which surprised his two listeners.

Dakolo slanted his face slightly and stared into Henry's face. He wasn't expecting an off point answer like that from the brilliant Henry, his detective mind quickly suggested to him that Henry was trying to hide something. 'I know' Dakolo persisted, 'but what I want is the report'

Henry stared still for some seconds without a reply. 'I have it with me' Henry answered, still trying to conjure what kind of answer would be accepted by the Agent.

At this point, Dakolo was quite sure that Henry was trying to hide the truth but he still decided to keep his doubt unknown as he could be wrong, he didn't want to wrongly suspect or accuse the honorable Henry.

'What was the result? Was the number really Canadian?' Dakolo made his question more specific.

'Yes, it was. The calls they were receiving was from Canada' Henry finally gave in and lied to cover up Omotara. He could see the unhidden surprise on the face of Sylvester who he had once told that the number was cloned and the calls were being made from Africa.

'Hmm' Dakolo paused for a moment, still staring straight into Henry's eyes. He took a brief glance at Sylvester as if to confirm Henry's words from him but the look on Sylvester's face was that of a person who was just hearing the report too. Sylvester tried to help Henry cover up too.

Dakolo returned his gaze to Henry's face, still trying to deduce if Henry was  hiding the truth. He shook his head, smacked his lips softly and rubbed his palms together.

'Let me leave you guys to continue with your work for now, I'll be back to give and get more information' Dakolo had concluded before getting up to pack his load.

Back to Sylvester. He was still wondering why Henry told a lie to the Agent as he arranged his table. Or did Henry give him the false report earlier? Whatever it was he would have loved to find out immediately but with the look Henry kept on his face after Dakolo had left, he couldn't summon enough courage to ask.

'Alexander Kimberly' he pronounced as his eyes met the file dropped by Tarasha the day before. He selected it and took out the papers inside. The first was her curriculum vitae, followed by copies of her certificates from school, then some copies of the reports of her personal projects as a developer and software engineer.

He began to read the report and soon found the contents interesting. She seemed intelligent and competent. 'She may be good for the job' he said to himself on a second thought. He continued to read through the reports and found some details that astonished him. He was forced to check her curriculum vitae again to confirm which university she graduated from. It was a London university. He returned to the report again and continued to scan through, getting more surprises as he read through. At a point, he began to doubt the authenticity, it was possible that she had copied from the works of a successful developer.

He was still engrossed with the reports when his phone rang. He picked it up and checked the caller, it was an unsaved number. He answered the call and a familiar voice sounded.

'Good morning sir, it's Alexander Kimberly'  the voice introduced.

'Oh!' He sighed, he was just considering her files and here she was already calling his number. 'Miss Kimberly, how did you get my phone number? I don't remember giving it to you'

'I got it from your office yesterday sir' she replied. 'I saw it on the calender too'

He sighed again. 'Okay, what can I do for you?'

'I'm at the reception now and I asked to see you but I was told that you've asked that I should not be let in' she answered.

'Yes, I'm not expecting anybody today' Sylvester replied tiredly. 'And why are you here again? I didn't ask you to come'

'Yes, I'm sorry about that sir but since we couldn't talk yesterday due to the circumstance that played out, I thought it okay to come back today'

Sylvester rested his forehead on his palm which was placed on the table. 'You shouldn't have come'

'I'm sorry sir, I apologize for any inconvenience' she said sharply, as if the reply had been rehearsed. There was a short pause, Sylvester could not be heard saying anything. 'So should I come to your office?' She asked after waiting without hearing his voice. She was sure he was still online as she could hear little sounds of his intake of breath.

'I'll call the Secretary first' Sylvester accepted reluctantly. Well, not really reluctantly, he was already wishing and itching to interview the applicant who presented such a mind-blowing personal project.

Six minutes later, Tarasha was in Sylvester's office seated in the same seat she sat the day before. She was dressed in a black skirt suit and blue inner shirt. The attachment on her hair had been changed but she still made the hair in the same style, done to fall at both sides and cover her ears and cheeks.

Sylvester took some minutes before he finally gave her attention. 'Why didn't you stay back in London to get a job?' He asked, staring into her curriculum vitae.

'My parents wanted me to come back to Nigeria. I'm their only child' Tarasha replied.

Sylvester paused and rolled his swivel back a little. 'These projects' Sylvester lifted the papers for her to see. 'You handled them on your own? Or someone else joined you'

'Yes, I carried out every single one on my own' she replied with a smile. 'I still have the files with me'

'If that's true, it means you're good.' He complimented.

'Thank you sir.' Her smile broadened.

'For now, the vacancies are closed' Sylvester announced bluntly, returning the papers back into the file. Tarasha's smile diminished. 'I promise to call you once we have another opening' he said, handing her property to her.

Tarasha didn't collect it immediately. It took some encouraging looks from Sylvester before she took it from him.

'Can I work as a volunteer?' She asked after a moment of deafening silence.

'Volunteer?' His eyes widened in surprise.

'Yes, I just feel I have something to do here' she continued convincingly. 'Especially with our recent security problems, I think I've got something to put in'

Sylvester placed a finger on his lips as he tried to reason. Taking her as a volunteer seemed excellent to him, but what if Henry thinks he employed her as a full staff? He gave a brief smile and clapped his hands together. Even Henry had said he was the Boss, so he wouldn't owe Henry any explanation.

'Okay' he smiled. 'You'll do some personal jobs for me, when would you like to start?'

'Start?' Tarasha widened her eyeballs to express her joy. 'I can start now, I'm ready'

'Are you sure?' Sylvester folded his arms and rested back.

'Yes, I am' she replied briefly.

Sylvester gave a crooked smile. He was going to have an intelligent person work for him, for free. He started to think of his abandoned projects that he needed to work on.

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~~Elvis Richards Residence, Asokoro, Abuja ~~

Elvis Richards laid in the bathtub filled with warm water, he had a pipe in his mouth. That was his perfect thinking place when he had a serious difficulty, in the bathroom. He could either stay thirty minutes thinking under the shower while having what was supposed to be a brief bath or deliberately set himself up in the bathtub. But it had been years since he did any of those, because for a long time, he had not been faced with any challenge which got him so perplexed as this one.

Though when he became the Vice President, he had promised himself to stay away from police and criminal matters, he couldn't keep his promise as the recent assassinations involved two of his closest, old-time friends and business associates. Thinking about all the assassinations and the mode; that is how they were killed when they weren't even vying for any position or contending for any post. He began to think that this dangerous assassin, Samantha Osman could actually be their nemesis, his nemesis.

After the day he and the President had met with the heads of all security bodies, he had become more conscious of this thing, Nemesis. Or how could you explain how his two close pals were killed? Without any concrete or suspected reason.

The meeting had opened his eyes to see more clearly, that's why he quickly agreed to work with the security bodies and bring in his experience to help them defeat the assassin. But he still lacked absolute trust in the security system. Being once a part of the system and a notorious one at that, he concluded that the system could not be trusted as there could be one like him who would be the one perpetrating the crime and also fighting it, like he did during his time of service.

All these troubles, just for his past. He wished he could erase it totally and be a new man, but it wasn't possible. The effect of the atrocities committed by him, Nasiru Attahiru - the Senate President,  the late Jubril Lawal, the late minister of health and some others who had been dead for a longer while would still be felt for generations to come.

One thing that still got him confused and considering if it wasn't nemesis was the second victim of assassination, the Rivers State Governor. The Rivers State Governor was never a friend or associate of his, so he couldn't connect the man's assassination to his close pals' deaths. Or maybe it was just a coincidence, maybe some serial killers had just been released into the countries of the world and had unfortunately chosen his two friends.

Anyway anyhow it was, he had to be prepared for anything. Now that he had joined forces with the security bodies, he needed to also seek some other alternatives.

He stepped out of the bathtub and took the towel from where it hung. He covered his unclothedness with the towel and began to proceed out of the bathroom.

He stopped at the entrance as he remembered an option. Don. That was the topmost assassin in the country. Of course, the topmost before Samantha Osman was revealed.

Several years ago, Don was known as a trainee under Scot, an assassin who used to work for Chief Elvis and his friends. Scot was a dreaded cultist during his days in the university, he was always used several by politicians to carry out political assassinations and violence. Seven years after leaving school, Don Daniel headed the same cult he had left. Don graduated from school and joined Scot in the assassination job but be proved to be wiser and cleverer than Scot. Don later killed Scot after they had a disagreement and took over Supremacy.

Don had a large network of assassins under him and he also was connected with others who were working on their own. Chief Elvis was sure that Don would know who Samantha Osman is. She may even be an assassin under his control, he thought. He was going to contact Don before deciding what step was next.

Chief Elvis finally stepped into the room and closed the bathroom's door. He had a meeting in the next three hours to prepare for.

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~~Same day, 4pm ~~

Henry was returning to the office in his car after driving out to get something in a computer gadgets store. He had been moody all day, barely talking to anyone in the office. He couldn't get his mind off what transpired in the office the day before. He wondered if he had made the right choice in lying to protect Omotara or if he had just gotten himself into trouble. He also wondered where Omotara was now and if she had decided to take his advice to get a decent job.

He let out a deep breath as he turned at the roundabout point and faced the road which led to the office. A median was separating his lane from the opposite direction lane. There was an unusual traffic jam on the lane but the other was free. Henry sighed as he  queued behind a taxi, just few metres to the office.

As the cars began to move slowly, he saw a car which looked familiar drive by through the opposite lane. At first, he couldn't tell where he had seen the car but in a moment of seconds, realization hit him. It felt as if he was punched hard in the stomach. It was the same blue car he saw in Omotara's compound, he could recognize it by the scratch on the bonnet.

He wanted to turn and follow after the car immediately but there were cars already behind him and he could not fly over the median. He poked out his head through the window immediately and looked back, he couldn't see the car anymore.

He hissed and shook his head in pity for himself. He was just hallucinating, he thought.

... To be continued

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Dis one na trouble for henry o,henry will surely escape dis., weldone oyin&happy birthday in advance... Ma own gift na car.... And dem dey bring am come, d car dey inside water wey dey ship am come from germany

The suspense is too much. Tarasha I'm praying for you. ♥♡