I Think Seun Should Start Banning Some Lazy Beings Who Start A Story Without Updating It Frequently.


I Cant Believe I Have Been Waiting For An Update For The Past One Week Now. Na So E Hard To Make An Update Daily?


If Na So Soyinka And Achebe Dey Do, Who Go Knw Them By Now? Rubbish

PoliticalThuG:
I Think Seun Should Start Banning Some Lazy Beings Who Start A Story Without Updating It Frequently.


I Cant Believe I Have Been Waiting For An Update For The Past One Week Now. Na So E Hard To Make An Update Daily?


If Na So Soyinka And Achebe Dey Do, Who Go Knw Them By Now? Rubbish

LMAO calm down na

Oyinprince:
Hey! Whatsup? Where have you been?

in my papa's house

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Tarasha 2 - Chapter 3 Part 3

Hey guys! Do manage this update now, I should be able to fix a longer one tomorrow or next

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He sighted James' car as it was driven into the compound of a big restaurant in Abuba Street but he drove on. He needed to park somewhere totally different and far away from the venue of the naming ceremony. He soon left his car at a popular car wash and proceeded back on his legs to the venue the naming ceremony was taking place, he had gotten his invite through ways best known to him and he couldn't be stopped by the guards at the gate but he decided to wait and watch first.

He crossed to the other side of the road and located a Sports betting shop on the second floor of a big building which had several shops and stores in it. He proceeded to the sports betting shop hurriedly but instead of entering, he stood at he balcony, resting his arm on the handrail. There he was able to get a very clear view of the Vice President's house entrance. He put on his field glasses and adjusted the size of image formed with the aid of the tiny roller attached to the left hinge.

'Hello man, you wanna play?' Someone asked from behind, tapping him softly on the shoulder.

'Yea, I'm waiting for a friend to join me.' He replied without looking at the person.

'Okay,' he could hear the person respond and walk away.

He kept on monitoring the entrance to the house, he pulled the glass down to his nose to check his wristwatch with his bare eyes. It was just a minute past the stated time for the commencement of the naming ceremony, invitees were still walking in, their cars had been parked at a fenced and secured space just besides the venue.

People, both male and female, dressed in different ways but mostly in native wears, were allowed to enter into the house after being confirmed at the gate. Most of them were in groups of two; male and female, and they wore almost the same design and color of cloth.

Soon, he saw James go in. He kept on watching as more guests continued to enter until they drastically reduced and finally stopped. He stood straight as he took off his eyeglasses and rubbed his eyes briefly with his palm, he took in a short breath and began to proceed downstairs. He didn't see any sign that Samantha had entered into the place, neither did he see any suspicious thing but he was very aware that she was capable of entering as usual as every other guest would, without raising any suspicion.

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'Here's Bevo Hotels,' the tricyclist announced to Aisha.

She continued taking selfies with her phone's front camera while the the tricyclist pulled over for her to drop. Waiting hurrying, she took out her mirror to check her face, repeating exactly the same process she followed when she entered the tricycle.

'Here,' she said, handing a five hundred naira note to the tricyclist as he and the other passengers stared at her impatiently to get out of the vehicle.

'Madam, do you have twenty naira, so I can give you four hundred and fifty naira?' the tricyclist asked.

'The fare is seventy naira?' Aisha asked as she finally stepped out of the tricycle.

'Yes,' the cycler replied.

'Just give me four hundred naira and keep the rest,' Aisha said. The man gave her four hundred naira and drove off immediately. She turned back to face the hotel and stood still, staring at the sign board for a couple of seconds. She covered her mouth slightly with the back of her palm as she yawned, she looked to the left and right direction to check if she'll see anyone or the man on green she had seen making a call through the mirror which she pretended to be checking her face with. She used her hand to brush back her hair and proceeded into the hotel.

Cole's call came in as she stepped into the reception. 'Hey boy,' she said as she answered.

'What's up? I just got into Lagos few minutes ago,' Cole replied.

'I got to Lagos more than an hour ago and I'm now at Bevo Hotels in Ikeja,' Aisha replied.

'Hope no one is trailing you?'

'Someone is, I saw a guy on green speaking to someone on phone and watching the tricycle I boarded move,' Aisha replied.

'Is he aware you saw him?'

'No, I didn't look at him directly, I use the magnifying glass I got from boss.'

'Okay, I believe you know what next to do right?'

'Yes, I do.'

'Cool, I'll come closer to you soon, make sure you raise an alarm whenever you need me.'

'Okay, thanks.' she said she ended the call.


'Good evening miss,' she turned to the receptionist.

'Good evening ma, you're welcome to Bevo Hotels.'

'Thank you, I'll like to book a room for twenty four hours,' Aisha said.

'Okay, what kind of room would you like?' the receptionist asked, turning a card on the desk to Aisha.

'Hmm... This,' Aisha replied after going through the list for some seconds. She placed a finger on it as she turned the card back to the receptionist.

'Okay, please wait while I fix one for you.'

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Tarasha located the table where the newly born baby's parent at the front before settling with some other guests at a table at the far end of the canopy. She took off her sunshades and crossed her legs, fixing her gaze towards the Islamic clerics who moderated the ceremony.

She felt her phone vibrate in her bag and she took it out. She took a quick glance around the place before swiping down the notification bar. She clicked reply and a box popped up.

'Boss, I'm being followed.' the message from Aisha displayed.

'Where are you now?' she typed in and sent. She took another glance around as the box still showed 'Aisha is typing'.

'I've settled in the hotel room,' the reply came in.

'You know what to do, carry on and keep me updated about any new development.' she replied.

'Okay Boss,' Aisha's reply entered and went offline immediately.

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With the cameras hung around his neck, he walked up the aisle, taking shots of different sections of the place. He would pause at times to occasionally stare at the guests' faces, especially the younger ladies. None was like the face in the picture nor was there any with a semblance to her.

Maybe she didn't come, he thought to himself. Maybe she had decided to attack Chief Elvis at his office or maybe she wasn't planning to attack anyone that day. He smiled as he turned to the front of the high table and took two shots of smiling Rikau, he was hundred percent sure Rikau's smile would have turned to a frown if he knew he was the disguised photographer. He began to walk back again, being more careful and taking less pictures, he was sure that Tarasha could suspect him if he refused to apply care. He finally stood at the back behind all the seated guests and folded his arms with his camera hung around his neck.

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**Lagos, Nigeria**

'WELCOME TO LAGOS,

By this time, I know you should have arrived safely and I believe it would be nice to be the first to welcome you.

I would like to remind you of some of the things we agreed on, especially the ones you've broken already. We agreed that no one, including Tarasha should know about your movement here but I'm aware that you already told her your plans before coming. Well, whether she's aware or not, it won't save your parents from our hands; it's your obedience to the rules we give you that'll matter.

We also agreed on meeting each other without weapons or plans to attack each other. So make sure that you come with any weapon anytime we're supposed to meet.

Today by 8pm, meet me at Bolevian Garden unfailingly.

Attached below is another video of your parents. I'm sure you'll like it.'


Aisha read through the email quickly. Her finger hovered around the attached video as she contemplated whether or not to download. She closed her eyes and forced out a breath before closing the window, she refused to download it as she would not want to see a video of her parents being tortured again.

She dropped the phone and continued with the makeup. She was seated at the edge of the bed, facing the mirror. She wore an apron-like material to protect the clothes she was putting on from being stained.

In four minutes time, her face had changed form, she now carried somebody else's face on hers.


'Cole, are you closer now?' She said into her device as she rose up.

'Yes, I'm in Ikeja now. I'm tracking you to locate the hotel.' Cole replied.

'Notify me immediately you pick my location,' she replied back.



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PoliticalThuG:
I Think Seun Should Start Banning Some Lazy Beings Who Start A Story Without Updating It Frequently.


I Cant Believe I Have Been Waiting For An Update For The Past One Week Now. Na So E Hard To Make An Update Daily?


If Na So Soyinka And Achebe Dey Do, Who Go Knw Them By Now? Rubbish

Me sef they vex, but I cldt comment o the blog and I don't know why...
Instead of updating Trasha they are updating pain and pleasure, who knows pain and plesure?mtchew

Oyin promised us a thriller let Him Thrill us!!!!
Am tired of waiting for updates...it's just not fair even the Airgun Mafia... they now abandon the story that took me to the page...y woul I want to start another story when they won't finish it...

Billiondoe:


Me sef they vex, but I cldt comment o the blog and I don't know why...
Instead of updating Trasha they are updating pain and pleasure, who knows pain and plesure?mtchew

Oyin promised us a thriller let Him Thrill us!!!!
Am tired of waiting for updates...it's just not fair even the Airgun Mafia... they now abandon the story that took me to the page...y woul I want to start another story when they won't finish it...

You people should stop annoying me with your stupid and useless comments. I don't normally reply to things like this, but it's getting out of hand. That's how some would send me mails of complains. Ow many times do I have to explain to you guys that I don't have a good device, I use a small Nokia phone but borrow phones to type and update, this is not convenient at all for me and even the people the I borrow from, but I have to do it just to make sure I post something for you people. I've explained this several times and you'll just keep complaining.
If you followed the season 1 of Tarasha and even Inseparable, my update was consistent.
If you are tired of waiting for updates, pls STOP reading and come back when it's completed, stop dropping annoying comments.

Oyinprince:

You people should stop annoying me with your stupid and useless comments. I don't normally reply to things like this, but it's getting out of hand. That's how some would send me mails of complains. Ow many times do I have to explain to you guys that I don't have a good device, I use a small Nokia phone but borrow phones to type and update, this is not convenient at all for me and even the people the I borrow from, but I have to do it just to make sure I post something for you people. I've explained this several times and you'll just keep complaining.
If you followed the season 1 of Tarasha and even Inseparable, my update was consistent.
If you are tired of waiting for updates, pls STOP reading and come back when it's completed, stop dropping annoying comments.

Oyinprince pls don't mind those ungrateful idiots. I wonder how some humans think at times. Are they paying you for the story or did they give the story to any storyline to write on? Pls just ignore the ingrates and move on bro. By the way, I really appreciate your efforts so far. All the best man!!!

Geh geh oyinprince don vex , as for me, " I don't want to make the headlines for the wrong reason " quote me any day

Thanks boss for the update.

ok

Oyinprince:


You people should stop annoying me with your stupid and useless comments. I don't normally reply to things like this, but it's getting out of hand. That's how some would send me mails of complains. Ow many times do I have to explain to you guys that I don't have a good device, I use a small Nokia phone but borrow phones to type and update, this is not convenient at all for me and even the people the I borrow from, but I have to do it just to make sure I post something for you people. I've explained this several times and you'll just keep complaining.
If you followed the season 1 of Tarasha and even Inseparable, my update was consistent.
If you are tired of waiting for updates, pls STOP reading and come back when it's completed, stop dropping annoying comments.

Don't vex joor sweetie

Tarasha 2 - Chapter 3 Part 4


Tarasha kept on checking her wristwatch from time to time, she looked around again carefully to see if the Vice President was seated somewhere and she had missed him while surveying the place when she entered. It had been almost one hour of waiting for his arrival and there was no sign of him showing up. She had been very positive of his attendance of the event as his close friendship with the Inspector General was an open secret to her.

She took out a smaller phone from her bag, she searched out the Vice President's phone number from the device in her hands and typed into the dial pad of the smaller phone. She navigated to the menu of the android device and opened the call tracking application. She scrolled down the app's dashboard and clicked on 'Survey & Track Contacts', it displayed a list of stored contacts on her phone. She scrolled down and selected the Vice President's number. After some seconds of initializing, it showed a blank page and loaded for another five seconds before displaying the map of Abuja, then it automatically zoomed in and displayed only the Asokoro area. She then clicked on a link at the top of the map, 'Specify Location' , a list of more options dropped down from the link; 'Call from this device', 'Call from another device', 'Spoof'... She clicked on 'call from another device', two more options dropped down; 'Already connected device' and 'Connect a new device'. She selected 'Already connected device' and choose from another list that appeared. Then she dialed the Vice President's phone number with the second phone and put it to her ear, the Asokoro map reappeared on the android screen and a large faded blue dot appeared, the size of the blue dot began to reduce and the thickness of the colour increased.

'Hi,' she said into the phone as her call was answered.

'Hello, who am I speaking with?' the Vice President replied with a baffled tone.

Tarasha replied him with silence and fixed her eyes on the android device screen. She got the exact location the Vice President was answering the call from, she memorized the street address and building number before putting off the call.

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Rex had turned to the left side of the canopy and was taking photos when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He took a quick shot and carefully released the camera which hung around his neck. He took out the phone and unlocked the screen, then he swiped down the notification car.

'Incoming Call for +2346071245778,' the notification read. He clicked on the notification and quietly walked away to the back of the canopy.

The app displayed fully and outlined several options, Rex selected the first one, 'Track Caller's Location'. A map displayed, then a loading icon appeared. It began from five percent and continued to increase at a geometric progression, then it stopped at eighty percent and stopped, the map closed after a popup message which read 'Call ended'.

Rex fixed his gaze to his device, patiently waiting for the call to come again. He would have gotten the location of the caller immediately if the call had lasted two more seconds. After waiting for one more minute without the call coming again, he tapped the back button and selected one of the various options which read 'Locate missed caller'. That was the other option he could use to find the location of the device used in calling the Vice President, the only disadvantage was that it'll take a longer time to get the result.

He took a second to stare around the party place, he saw a young lady standing up from her table, she carried her bag as she rose and it looked like she was leaving the place. He had seen her earlier when she walked into the venue but noticed nothing special, she didn't look like the Tarasha he was expecting. But he was also aware Tarasha could play tricks with her outlook, so he watched her as she walked away.

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Tarasha headed straight out of the venue and waited some few metres away from the gate for a taxi. Soon, one came driving by and she hopped in after communicating her destination to the taxi man.

Five minutes into their journey, she began a conversation with the driver. 'Good afternoon,' she said with a smile.

'Good afternoon ma'am,' the cab man replied, he adjusted his rearview mirror to enable him see her face. He smiled back as his eyes met with her smiling eyes in the mirror.

'My name is Samantha,' she said.

'Nice to meet you ma'am,' the cab man replied with another pleasant smile. He was already thinking his passenger had developed a crush on him. He was used to believing himself to be an handsome and irresistible man even though several of his friends and even ladies have told him how his oblong head and pimples stricken face made him far from being handsome. 'My name is Jonah,' he added, trying to put on a sexy smile.

'Oh! Did the big fish swallow you in Israel and vomit you in Nigeria?' Tarasha joked.

'Hehe,' he laughed loud, staring at her face through the mirror. 'My Jonah was never swallowed by a fish, I swallowed the fish.' he replied.

'Haha!' Tarasha joined in the laughter. They both laughed together for few more seconds before Tarasha's laughter seized and her smiling face gradually turned serious. The cab man stopped laughing too and stared at her image in the mirror wondering what went wrong.

'Is anything the matter?' he finally asked.

'Nothing,' she replied coldly. 'It's just that I want no other passenger to join us.'

'Oh! Is that the issue?' a smile appeared back on the man's face. 'I'm comfortable with only you as my passenger.'

'And I want you to cooperate too,' she quickly added.

'Cooperate? How?' he questioned her.

'I told you my name is Samantha and I believe you know me already,' she replied.

'Yes, I just met you here. You introduced yourself.'

'Okay, I didn't tell you my full name. I'm Samantha Osman,' she said, she opened her bag and brought out a pistol. She could see him shake visibly at the sight of gun. 'Don't be scared man, Samantha is not evil like the Nigerian government wants you all to believe.' she continued. 'I want you to continue driving now, after which you'll have to rent out your car to me. I'll pay you very well for it.' she paused to hear his response. He was still in shock, so she continued. 'I'll drop your car and your money at the spot you picked me from today. Just cooperate with me and you'll be free, others like you who don't cooperate end up dead or disabled.' she threatened. She stared at his eyes through the rearview mirror, 'Would you cooperate?' she asked in a strict tone. The cab man nodded and mumbled a yes shakily.

'Good boy!' Tarasha smiled as she returned the gun into the bag. 'Now keep on driving with a smile, the same way you started.' she ordered. The cabman forced a smile on and continued driving shakily.

She took out her Android device and adjusted comfortably on the seat like nothing had happened. She also took out the smaller phone and dialed the Vice President's number again, this time it rang only once before it was answered.

'Hello,' the Vice President answered in a frustrated tone.

'Hi Vice President,' she replied in mocking tone.

'Ermm... Who...who's this please?' Chief Elvis finally replied after few seconds of stuttering.

'It's your friend Samantha, Samantha Osman.' she replied in a cold tone. She could hear the sound of his breathing increase as she paused. 'I want to have a discussion with you, a peaceful one, I don't want you to involve the authorities.' she paused to listen to his response.

There was a brief silence, Tarasha knew the Vice President was trying to make a decision or was taking his time to summon courage and reject her request.

'Who the hell do you think you are and what makes you think I will want to meet and have any kind of discussion with you?' the Vice President replied.

Tarasha chuckled at his response, she could hear the fear in his voice even though he tried to sound bold. 'You should be more careful man, you're the Vice President of the nation and you shouldn't talk the way you just did...'

'Don't tell me how to talk,' Chief Elvis cut in angrily. 'Be rest assured that the Law Enforcement Agencies are on your trail and would make sure you end up behind bars after which you'll be executed like you deserve.'

There was another brief silence, Tarasha took in a short breath before speaking again. 'Are you done ranting already?' she asked and waited for his response. She continued when she got none, 'Whether you like it or not, we'll have to meet soon. I'm only giving you the opportunity for us to meet and do it peacefully before the final day of your death.'

'I'm never going to have a discussion with you, you can't kill me.' the Vice President replied. 'Your end is coming soon.'

'We shall see, your excellency,'' she said and ended the call. She turned on the android device screen, the app which she had used at the party was still on. The map still indicated the same location like it did the first time, that meant the Vice President had not moved from where he was. Now Tarasha was making progress with her plans, or so she thought. She had succeeded in creating panic for the Vice President and she was sure he was going to inform the security operatives immediately and the security around him would be beefed up. This would ultimately distract the Inspector General from his ceremony, distract other security officials and make them focus their energies on protecting the Vice President, thereby leaving the Inspector General himself exposed. Then she would go for the Inspector General first.



'Pull over there,' Tarasha said to the driver, pointing to an empty space off the road. The driver obeyed and stared at her face through the mirror, waiting for another instruction. 'Now come down and hand me the keys,' she ordered.

He obeyed at once, as if he had been expecting her to ask him get down. She also stepped out from the seat behind, she took the keys from him. 'Are you sure I can drive your car without problems?' she asked with a threatening tone.

'Yes...ma,' he replied, the rest of his body frozen as she stood right before him.

'Good,' she said and entered into the car. 'Your car and the money would be at the place your picked me,' she reminded him before driving off with the car.

He watched the car as she drove away, he felt a sudden cool breeze blow over him. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. Then he moved his hand and turned after a minute of being frozen. A thought flashed through his mind, 'What if she wasn't Samantha Osman like she claimed?' he asked himself. He shrugged as he waved off the thought, even if she wasn't Samantha Osman, he was sure that the pistol she had shown him was loaded, that was enough reason for him to let her have the car.

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The process was still loading on Rex's device when the call came in again, he quickly stopped the ongoing process and began to track the caller. This time, it processed up to hundred percent but instead of displaying the caller's location, it displayed the word 'ENCRYPTED' in large fronts and red colour, signifying danger. At once, Rex knew who the caller was. He quickly minimized the result and returned to the previous options, he selected 'Listen to call'. There was no result displayed, so he clicked on it three more times. After twenty seconds of seemingly inactivity, a popup message displayed four times at the same frequency at which he clicked. 'Call cannot be listened to; high security encryption.'

He minimized the app at once and threw the phone into his pocket, he took the camera off his neck as he hurried his way out of the venue.

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Trasha should please come to an end am tired of her endless revenge so that y can give attention to Airegain Mafias. Gud job.

Me, I've been following the story from his site, instead of complaining here why not visit the site and satisfy yourself. www.youngicee.com..don't forget to thank me later o.

Since I started reading novels ..
Have never seen a novel that took me
2days to finish...
But Tarasha took me three days to reach this point...
Oyin Prince I will advice you to
Change this story to a book...

From my point of view am seeing the novel turning into a movie...
Which would be acted by Nigerian actors when the become materially sophisticated...
With correct camera's and reality movie taste...

Tarasha - Chapter 3 Part 5

'She just called me now,' Rex could hear Chief Elvis rush his words. He was holding the phone to his right ear as he walked to the place where his car was parked

'What did she say?' Rex asked as he changed the position of the phone to his left side. He opened the door to the driver's side with his car key.

'She said she wanted to have a meeting with me, she wants to have a peace talk.' Chief Elvis replied.

'And what did you say?' he asked as he slipped into the car.

'I told her I'm never going to meet with her.'

'Hmm,' Rex paused to think for more than a minute. 'You may have to meet her later but let's play along with her for now. Can you find her number on your phone?'

'No, she called with a strange unrecognized number, it can't be tracked.'

'What? How do you know it can't be tracked?'

'I gave it to my security officer immediately to start a search on it before I called you.'

'Damn! You should have called me first, do you think your security officer can save you?'

There was silence.

'Who else have you told about her call?'

'I've not told anyone but I was about calling the Police headquarters and also the NIS to inform them, so that they can provide more security for me.'

'No, don't do that now. Don't call the headquarters; that would be walking into her trap.' Rex said and there was another short pause. 'Call your friend, the Inspector General or his assistant and ask for supply of only few number of police officers; five or six officers should be enough.'

'Five or six? Are you sure?'

'Yes, that's what you should do. You already have several officers watching you already, you shouldn't need much more.'

'But she knows I'm heavily guarded before threatening, that means she is not scared about the numbers of officers I have already.'

'She knows your security status and the officers presently guarding you but she does not know that I'm with you,' Rex replied, doing his best to stress the part that mentioned his presence. 'The reason she's not scared is because she knows she can handle the guards around you but she doesn't know of me and that's her disadvantage.'

'Okay, I got it. I'll do as you say.'

'Better for you,' Rex said as he started the car engine. 'I'll be around you shortly, I should be the first you alert when you receive her call again. Don't take any decision without informing me,' he concluded and dropped the phone on the passenger's seat. He fastened his seat belt and adjusted the rearview mirror to view his face, he took off the attached moustache and kept it in a small polythene bag he picked from the backseat. Then he also cleaned his painted face with a soft and slightly wet towel until the makeup faded away completely. He then readjusted the rearview mirror and drove away immediately.

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**55 minutes later**

Tarasha flashed a look at the large gate as she drove past. She was now differently disguised and in a police woman's uniform. A look of disappointment appeared on her face as she didn't see the kind of panic and wild activity of the police like she was expecting to see at the Vice President's office. The gate by now was supposed to be flooded with the police, soldiers and several other security officers but contrary to her expectation, there was only a police mini van parked outside the gate with about five officers discussing lazily in it, with the doors opened carelessly.

Did the man not take her threat seriously? She thought. Or was it that there was a larger number of security officers behind the fence? She shook her head as she discarded the possibility of more officers than the visible ones and the already known numbers of those watching after the Vice president. Even the lackadaisical attitude of the officers outside showed that there was no anticipation for her. From the look of things, she could discern that the Vice President must have kept quiet about her threats. She decided to call him once again and repeat the threat, this time more seriously.

**

The Vice President reached for his phone on the table immediately and checked the screen. He took a look around the place and breathed in shortly before answering the call.

'You called back?'

**

Tarasha paused and took the phone off her ears to check if she had dialed the correct number, she placed it back after confirming it was right. The Vice President sounded bolder than she expected him to, it was clear he was depending on something or someone who he was sure could save him from her threat.

'Yes,' she finally replied. 'I'm calling to give you another opportunity to accept my proposal of meeting with you and discussing peacefully but just for you to know, this peace discuss does not mean I'm not going to kill you later.'

'And I told you I'm never going to have that kind of meeting with you,' Chief Elvis replied boldly.

'Then make the announcements now and let the mourning begin, your country is about to lose someone big.'

'You b***tard,' the Vice President cursed. Tarasha could now hear fear in his voice.

**

Chief Elvis' hands trembled as he cursed aloud, he could see one of his security officers peep through the slightly opened door to see what was happening on hearing the curse.

He thought about saying yes to her proposal as he remembered that Rex said earlier that he may need to accept her proposal of meeting with her but then he also remembered that Rex had asked him to call before making any decision or taking any step.

'We'll see Vice President Elvis, I think it's cool the way you want it...' her voice cut through his thoughts.

He could sense that she was about to hang up and quickly spoke as he remembered that she was using a number that he could not track or reached back through a phone call. 'Can you call back in five minutes?' he asked with a shaky voice.

'Five minutes?' she was slow in responding.

'Yes please,' he had not finished speaking yet when the line beeped off.

He quickly dialed Rex's number, the call was answered after the first ring. 'Hello Rex...'

'What did she say?' Rex who had already received the signal of her call asked.

'She gave me a final chance to accept her proposal of meeting me,' Chief Elvis replied. 'She threatened that the nation was going to lose me if I don't agree.'

'Did she really say that?'

'Ermm... What she said was that the nation would lose someone big,' he rephrased.

'Okay, accept it...'

'Huh?' Chief Elvis cut in impatiently.

'Listen to me carefully,' Rex said in a serious tone. He took a pause of about ten seconds before speaking again, 'Accept her proposal to meet you and let her tell you where the meeting would take place, if she asks you to decide the venue, tell her to come to your office by 8pm today...'

'Today?' Chief Elvis cuts in again.

'Stop interrupting me please,' Rex scolded him like a child.

Chief Elvis felt insulted but decided to remain quiet, the only person he was used to listening to without talking was the President of the country. 'Sorry, please continue.' he finally apologized reluctantly.

'Tell her to come by 8pm today but if she says today is not a perfect day, chose tomorrow . After that, make a call to your friend, Chief Rikau and tell him to disengage himself from every trial of the police to protect you and meet me at the round about leading to Metro highway, insist that he follows the instruction. Do you have any question?'

'Ermm... No,' the reply was slow but it finally came.

'Good, you can call the police headquarters now and tell them about Samantha's threat to meet with you. But make sure you call the Inspector General first, tell him not to involve himself and ask him to meet me at the roundabout.'

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Thanks redon12, working on making something big out of this

Lazy Writer

PoliticalThuG:
Lazy Writer

calling him that is rude..Why not write urs and see how easy or hard it is to write...

PoliticalThuG:
Lazy Writer

Oyinprince:

I don't have a good device, I use a small Nokia phone but borrow phones to type and update, this is not convenient at all for me and even the people the I borrow from, but I have to do it just to make sure I post something for you people.

If you are tired of waiting for updates, pls STOP reading and come back when it's completed.

He already explained the situation...and also proffered a soln to curb ur anxiety...

plz be civil

missuniverse:
He already explained the situation...and also proffered a soln to curb ur anxiety...

plz be civil

No Amount Of Explanation Will Justify His Laziness. U Dnt Have A Good Phone To Update, When U Finally Got One, U Will Only Make One Tiny Update Then U Wait For Another 6 Days Before U Could Borrow Another Supposed Good Phone Just To Make Another Unhealthy Update. The Boy Is Lazy. Quote Me Anywhere

saraphina:
calling him that is rude..Why not write urs and see how easy or hard it is to write...

I Never Called Myself A Writer, Why Should I Write My Own?

She dialed the number for the second time but the line was still busy. She tried to draw up a conclusion, the most possible situation was that the Vice President was trying to inform the police or the National intelligence squad, a unit of the State Security Service about her threat. She waited for over one minute before she tried again, this time it connected. 'Have you made up your mind now?' she asked immediately the call was answered. 'Let's meet, when and where do you want it to be?' the Vice President replied in a decided tone. Tarasha paused to think carefully, the man was sounding so confident and his tone suggested to her that the man had something or someone he had confidence in and was depending on. 'Let's make it today,' she said but still considering the if there were other options available. She was only aware of the police and the NIS guarding him, so she believed the Vice President must be depending on one of the agents. 'Where?' the Vice President's voice from the phone snapped her out of her thoughts. 'Ermm...' Tarasha seemed undecided for a moment. 'I'm on my way to your office already and I'll be there at exactly 8pm,' she said, taking a quick look at her wristwatch. 'I'll be waiting for you,' the Vice President replied confidently. _____ He quickly scrolled down his dialed numbers list to check for the Inspector General's number. He found it and dialed immediately, it rang for some few seconds and ended without being answered. He dialed again, this time it was answered after the second ring but all he could hear was noise and loud music playing at the background. The Inspector General was saying something he couldn't make out, then the call ended again. After some few seconds of waiting, the Inspector General called back. 'Your Excellency sir, good evening.' The Inspector General's voice sounded cool and somewhat relaxed, the background was silent now. 'Good evening Rikau, I can see you're digging it at the party.' The Inspector General chuckled in reply, 'I was actually expecting you sir.' 'Yeah, sorry I couldn't make it.' Chief Elvis replied cheerfully. There was a brief pause which made him remember that he was almost forgetting the reason for his call. 'Inspector Rikau, there's a bit of trouble now.' he said. 'Huh?' Chief Rikau's tone changed to a serious one. 'Yea, Samantha Osman called me and we have a meeting by 8pm tonight.' 'What?' 'Yea, but just listen to me.' he paused and cleared throat. 'I want you to leave the NIS in charge, what you need to do is excuse yourself from the party right now and meet with Rex at the roundabout before Metro street.' 'But sir, I'm still going to be called by the NIS...' 'Don't argue! Don't answer any call except mine, let your assistant handle anything you need to,' Chief Elvis interrupted. 'Just follow what I tell you or you may have to pay with your life.' He paused. There was a silence of few seconds. 'Excuse yourself from the party now and meet with Rex at the roundabout that leads to Metro street.' Chief Elvis repeated. _____ 10 minutes later Tarasha could see the several vehicles of the NIS driving down the road, she knew their destination and was a bit relieved that her plans were now working well. She checked her wristwatch, it was 6:59pm. In thirty minutes time, she was sure the officers would have perfectly arranged themselves into strategic hiding places to trap her when she enters into the Vice President's firm to see him in his office. But that was never going to happen, she had other plans. She started the car engine and put on her dark eyeglasses, then she reversed the car out of the parking space into the road. She took out her Android device and placed it on her laps, at the same time looking into the side mirror for cars coming from the back. Then she picked out the smaller phone and opened the contact list, she scrolled until she found Chief Rikau's phone number. She took another look at the side mirror then she took the opportunity to make a perfect turn into the road and zoomed off. _____ **Ikeja, Lagos** 7pm 'Coming out already,' she said into the phone. Searching around the roof of the elevator with her eyes. She was dressed in a short blue party gown and had a black handbag in her left hand. 'Okay, I've got my eyes on three people outside already. I don't know if they are the ones,' the call receiver replied. 'What position were the guys?' she asked. 'At the left hand side of the gate,' he answered. 'I'll check them when I get outside, fix your gaze at the gate and expect me in two to three minutes.' 'Okay.' She ended the call and returned the phone into her pocket. Soon, the elevator got to the last floor and stopped. The door opened automatically and she stepped out. She took quick glances at the guests at the mini bar and the reception as she walked out of the building. In two minutes like she had speculated, she stepped out from the gate of the hotel, she looked right and left before proceeding to stand by the side of the road to wait for a taxi. Instead of stopping the passing taxis, she took some more time to look left and right but she couldn't still find Cole or the three guys Cole talked about. She was tempted to call him on phone but she advised herself against it, it could raise suspicions if there were really three guys waiting for her. She knew they couldn't recognize her facially as she was perfectly disguised but she was also aware that it was possible that they were expecting her to be disguised and may get suspicious of her if she stared around any longer. She finally stopped a cab, she whispered the destination to the cab driver and he signaled for her to hop in. She opened the door to the backseat and sat in, looking around once more and hoping Cole had seen her when she walked out of the gate. _____ Cole kept on watching them closely from where he sat beside the hotel fence, putting on a street watchman uniform. He had an unopened packet of cigarette on his lap and a newly bought bottle of dry gin. Those he was viewing remained seated in their car, making no movement which suggested they recognized Aisha when she stepped out of the gate. They had only glanced at the place briefly and paid less attention when they saw a lady dressed in the blue party gown. Cole rose up from his sitting position and began to walk down the street briskly, he wanted to take a cab but he needed to move farther away from them first. He walked past the hotel gate and walked several metres farther before stopping to wait for a cab. His phone began to ring while he waited, he took out his phone and answered the call. 'What's up, I saw you walk out of the place at the right time.' he said. 'Yes, that's true. But I didn't see you or the three guys,' Aisha replied. 'I was there, our eyes met.' 'Huh? But I didn't see you,' she argued. 'Hmm... If you didn't see me, it means you've not been practicing the tactics the boss taught us.' Cole said. 'Which tactic?'Aisha seemed lost. 'Never mind,' Cole said in a bid to change the topic and he succeeded. The guys did not recognize you, I wouldn't have recognized you either if you didn't tell me what time you would appear at the gate.' 'Hehe...' she chuckled loudly and then with a serious tone she continued. 'I'm on my way to Bolevian Garden to meet Don.' 'I'm tracking you already, would be following closely.' Cole replied. 'Make sure you don't forget to hide the mouthpiece under your collar.' 'Sure, I've got the mouthpiece around the neck of my gown already. I'll turn it on before entering into the garden.' _______ Aisha opened the dial pad immediately after Cole's call ended, she selected the boss' number and clicked the green button. 'Boss, I'm on my way to meet him,' she said, taking in a deep breath. 'Aisha, be careful and watchful.' Tarasha replied in an unusual voice, full of concern. 'Yes Boss,' Aisha replied back firmly. 'Did you inject yourself with the correct mixture?' Tarasha asked. Aisha was surprised with the question, Tarasha had warned them against forgetfulness and threatened not to remind them to do anything she already instructed but here she was reminding them again, just like a mother who cannot just but keep warning her kids against impending danger.' 'Yes, I took the mixture thirty five minutes before I left the house.' 'Good, be strong.' Tarasha said. 'Thanks Boss,' Aisha replied and the call ended. She smiled briefly to herself as she returned the phone into her bag, pondering on how Tarasha had changed from the totally cruel assassin to one with a motherly heart. She took a quick glance up and met with the taxi driver's eyes in the rear mirror. It looked somehow familiar. She kept staring at his face through the mirror and then the sideview of his face which she could see from the back. The taxi stopped at the wave of a man standing by the roadside, the man joined Aisha at the backseat without any negotiation with the driver. He flashed his smoke stained teeth as he entered, Aisha stared at him in horror. 'We had correct info man, she came with someone else.' the driver of the cab said, flashing a look backwards. Aisha could recognize him now. The driver was Don's longtime friend, Stone, while the man who joined her at the back was Stainless. 'She has a mouthpiece around the neck of her cloth, take it off.' Stone said to Stainless.

Tarasha maximized the call tracking application after the call with Aisha ended, she picked the smaller phone with her left hand and dialed the Inspector General's phone number again. The call was not answered until the second trial. 'Hello,' Chief Rikau's gruff voice sounded through the loud speaker. Tarasha did not reply his call but busied herself with the Android device, trying to determine the man's location. 'Hello,' the man's voice sounded again. Tarasha remained quiet, the processing of the location was almost done. It finished processing in three seconds and the location appeared, she read it to herself and finally ended the call on the smaller phone. She paused for a few seconds to read the location again, the man was close to the Vice President's office. He was supposed to be with the police at the Vice President's office, so she wondered what he was doing at metro street, few kilometres away from the expected location. But that didn't matter to her, she wasn't disturbed about where to meet him, all that mattered was capturing him that night. She started the car engine and pulled her seatbelt, then she drove out of the dark place where she had hidden the car and entered into the road. _____ 'Are you sure she's the one?' Stainless asked Stone from the backseat where he was seated with Aisha, staring at her amusingly. 'Yea, I heard her phone conversations, the first one with the person she intends to communicate with through the mouthpiece and the second conversation with someone else who seemed to be advising her.' Stone replied. He bent slightly sideway to pick something on the passenger's seat and stretched it backwards to Stainless. 'She looks so different right?' 'Yea,' Stainless replied as he collected the picture from Stone. For the next ten seconds, he kept staring at the photo and at Aisha's face. He used one of his finger tips to touch the tip of his tongue, then he touched Aisha's cheek with the finger tip, trying to clean off the makeup covering. 'Aisha, is this you?' he asked in a mocking tone and added an annoying giggle. She hit his hand away and gave him a look of disgust, 'What are you guys doing?' I was coming to your boss already.' Stainless stared at her silently with a crooked smile for the first ten seconds, then he stretched his hand and reached out to her neck. She hit his hand away again. 'Hey! Calm down, you need to take off that mouthpiece else we won't make progress today,' Stainless said pointing to her neck, but still using his eyes to search for the spot where the mouthpiece was attached. Aisha gave him a defensive look and clenched her fists. Stainless smiled mockingly on seeing her changed demeanour. He moved closer to her and placed his left leg on her laps, he grabbed her arms with his strong arms and tightened them together with his left hand before he reached for neck with his other hand. He paused and landed her a heavy slap as she tried to struggled to stop him, her struggling seized and he was able to find and detach the blue coloured tiny and wireless mouthpiece which had camouflaged with her gown. He released her and crushed the device with his fingers as he returned back to his position. Aisha was staring at him angrily and panting heavily but there was nothing she could do against Stainless at the moment. He was stronger than her physically and also had a partner in the same car. She took a glance at her bag which had fallen to the floor by her side but it would also be an unwise attempt if she tried to take out anything from it. She also considered her parents, doing anything radical could put them into more danger. Stainless stared back at her face with a wicked smile lurking around his lips. He released the crushed material from his palm outside, through the opened window and rested back properly. 'Your disguise is a very nice one,' he said as he buttoned back his shirt which had loosened due to the struggle properly. 'How in the world did you recognize her?' he asked Stone. 'I didn't recognize her, I only decided to give it a try since I was aware of her possible tricks. I saw her looking to and fro when she stepped out from the gate, she refused to beckon on other taxi drivers. I didn't know she would call me, all I wanted to do was to go nearer and have a closer view. But she stopped the cab and even requested to be taken to Bolevian Garden, that was how I confirmed that she is our target.' Stainless flashed his teeth again at Aisha, she didn't return his look. He decided to taunt her by touching her face, she wriggled his hand away and tried to slap him with the back of her palm but her hand could not touch him well. 'Come on babe, why are you taking it all hard on yourself?' 'What exactly do you want? I was coming to meet Don at the garden already,' she snapped in a loud voice. 'You should not complain, you went against the rules. You didn't come to Lagos without telling your boss and you also brought someone else along, I guess he is that Don's former boy that went with you to your new master.' Stainless snapped back. _____ 'Oga, can you lend me your car for today? I'll pay for it,' Cole said to the cab man after some minutes of indecisiveness. He would have loved to use force and hijack the car without pleading with the man to borrow him but he decided not to since he had seen his boss always use a gentle approach first. 'I should lend you?' the cab man asked as if he didn't hear properly. He took a quick glance at the backseat. 'Yes, ' Cole replied. 'I don't really lend people my car, but I can only drive you anywhere you want me to.' he replied. 'Humn... I don't think you can drive me everywhere I'll like to go and at the speed at which I want it.' 'I can, as far as it is somewhere within Lagos and you're ready to pay me well.' Cole decided to maintain silence for the moment until he really needed to use the car. He moved his focus to his device, he turned on the screen and inputted the password. The phone unlocked and he clicked on the menu icon, he selected the tracking app and waited for it to load. It finished loading in ten seconds and a list of devices showed on the dashboard. Two of the devices with long system autogenerated names moved from the positions below to the top, a green bar showed by the side of the two names that moved upwards. Cole made a long click on the first device name, a list of four options displayed, he selected 'rename' and typed in 'AISHA' into the dialog box that popped up. The device was renamed. He clicked on the name again twice and a blank page appeared, then in few seconds, a map covered the blank page. It zoomed in and the Ikeja area was shown. He placed his eyes focus on a tiny moving dot on the map. The distance from the moving dot to his was not up to a kilometre. 'Can you speed up a bit?' he raised his head briefly and said to the cab driver. The man responded and began to drive faster than he was doing before. 'I'll tell you when to reduce your speed,' Cole added. 'Hmm, Oga, but you've not told me exactly where we are going, you just said I should keep driving straight.' 'Humn... Okay, we're going to Bolevian garden right now.' Cole replied. The driver nodded in response and added to the speed of the vehicle again. 'Hey! I didn't ask you to speed up,' Cole cautioned. 'Oh! Sorry,' the driver apologized and slowed down. 'Just maintain this until I give the next instruction,' Cole said. 'Hmm Oga, your money is increasing o.' 'I'll pay you, I told you to lend me the car already.' Cole said, returning his gaze to his device. His facial expression changed and he looked stunned for a second, 'Why is the direction changing?' he muttered to himself. 'What did you say?' the driver asked. 'I wasn't talking to you,' Cole replied, with his eyes still fixed to the screen. Aisha's direction which was towards the Bolevian Garden had now changed to somewhere else completely. He took out the phone he used to receive the previous call and quickly dialed back her number. ______ 'The call is coming again,' Chief Rikau said to Rex in an alarmed tone, stretching out his neck through the window from the backseat of the car. He couldn't see what Rex was doing outside at the front of the car as it was dark already. Rex had instructed him not to step out of the car. 'Maybe she's closer now,' Rex said, standing from where he was squatting and doing something on the ground. 'Answer the call,' he said on getting to the door side where Chief Rikau was seated. 'Hello,' Chief Rikau spoke after answering, he placed it on loud speaker. 'Hi Inspector General, ' a lady's voice sounded. 'Where are you when your friend, the Vice President is in trouble?' Chief Rikau stared up at Rex's face, expecting Rex to supply him the right reply. Rex gave him a nod and signified with his eyes that he should answer the question by himself. 'Who the hell are you?' Chief Rikau blasted after Rex's go ahead signal. 'Come on, don't be silly. Of course you know who you're speaking with,' Tarasha replied calmly with a brief chuckle. 'How many people are listening to this conversation?' she asked with a changed tone. 'Huh?' Chief Rikau stared at Rex again. Rex replied with a crooked smile this time. 'Damn it!' the Inspector General cursed, annoyed at Rex's behaviour. 'What did you say?' she seemed to have heard him curse. 'Whoever you are, I promise you your end is near.'he framed up a thick voice again. 'Oh! Shut up, just get ready, I'm attacking him tonight.' she said and the connection ended immediately. 'Nice,' Rex's smile broadened while Chief Rikau stared at him confused. 'I thought you were supposed to be giving me answers but you kept quiet all through,' Chief Rikau complained. 'That would make her suspect something unusual, she would know you're not the one giving the answers.' 'Well, but how did she know someone else was listening?' 'Come on, the Inspector General shouldn't ask such a dumb question. The call was placed on loudspeaker, she would detect that. But the good thing is that she would think you're with some of your colleagues.' Chief Rikau felt insulted by his remarks, but he knew demanding for respect now wouldn't help matters with Rex. But she has no business with me, she's going to kill the Vice President.' Rex stared at him for a few seconds, then a crooked smile appeared on his face again. 'She'll be here in few minutes time, make sure you stay in the car' he said boldly and turned to return to the where he was squatting.

'Aisha, why has your direction changed?' Cole spoke into the phone. There was no response from Aisha heard, the only thing he could hear was the horning of cars. 'Aisha, are you there?' he spoke again. This time he felt a vibration on his wrist. The screen of his wristwatch had turned red, signaling danger. 'What could be wrong?' he asked himself as he cut the call. 'Why did she need help so quick even without getting to the Bolevian garden yet?' he asked again as he stared at the wristwatch screen closely. 'Oga, pull over he said to the driver who was already peering at him through the rearview mirror. . 'Huh?' the cab man replied with a frown, Cole's words sounded more like a command to him which he didn't like. Cole rested his palms on the backrest of the car and used it to lift himself to the passenger's side beside the driver. 'What are you doi...' the driver had not finished talking when Cole took him out with the butt of his gun. _____ Tarasha increased the speed of the car after the call, she was just two streets before Metro now and was fast approaching the Inspector General. She had to suddenly slow down as her Android device vibrated on her lap. She took a quick look at the caller's ID. It was an unsaved number but she recognized it. She wondered why Henry was calling at that time and how he even got the number of the sim in the android phone. She ignored and it soon stopped ringing. She was about to speed up again when it began to ring again. She heaved a sigh of frustration. If the call continues, it was going to disturb her use of the device. It stopped ringing again and started after a space of five seconds, it started again. She finally swiped the green icon hesitatingly and placed it on loud speaker. 'Henry, you shouldn't be calling by this time.' she said in a scolding manner. 'Omotara, where are you?' Henry asked, ignoring her first remark. His voice was full of fear and concern. 'Henry, don't disturb for now. I'm working, I'll get back to you later.' she said in a bid to end the call. 'Tara, please don't do it.' she heard him say as she was about to end the call. 'Don't do what?' she thought at first that he was asking her not to end the call. 'You have a meeting with the Vice President by 8pm...' 'That?' Tarasha cut in. 'I think you shouldn't interfere,' she snapped and ended the call. She was annoyed with Henry's behavior as she drove on, she remembered Cole once warning her about him and how he could cause danger. She knew Henry must have broken through the security of one of their computer systems and gotten the sim number from it. She became more pissed off as it occurred to her that he could even be tracking her now since the device he called her with was not protected, it couldn't be used to track if it was protected itself. She had not driven too far when her wristwatch vibrated and the screen light turned red. She raised her hand closer to her face to have a better view of the message displayed. The alarm was from Aisha and it signified she needed help, she shook her head with an unhappy sigh, disappointed that Aisha could be requesting for help so early in the mission. She turned off the wristwatch screen and continued driving, she believed Cole was able to provide the assistance needed since they could communicate directly to each other. ____ **Meanwhile, somewhere on Rael University Campus** 7.37pm 'Hey! Good evening,' Stephanie George replied another student's greeting with a pleasant smile and wave. A frown returned to her face immediately after the greeter walked away. She continued checking the time on her phone from time to time and would stare around to see if there are any signs of the person she was waiting for. She had been waiting for more than an hour and had called twice to ask him where he was to which he replied that he was stuck in traffic jam and was still coming to meet her. Stephanie was beginning to feel uneasy, it was already dark and she wasn't used to staying out at that time alone. She and Taofeek, another top executive of the SWAD had planned to have a night view around the hostel which she was standing in front of. Complains and cries about the devastating state of the hostel from the students had caught their attention and the SWAD had decided to come to the school's aid to renovate the facility but they had to check for themselves to confirm the problem. Stephanie and Taofeek who were top officials of the SWAD would be given unlimited access to any part of the facility and that would enable them to make a budget and estimate of what is needed. Soon, a car pulled up to the curb at the other side of the road directly opposite the gate. Two guys stepped out of the car, one from the passenger's side at the front and the other from the backseat. They waited for a bike to speed pass the unbusy road before they crossed. Stephanie could see them coming towards the gate, she wondered who they were. To her they looked like some of the rich spoilt brats on campus and she concluded that they had come to pick a girl or some girls for a party. But the boys didn't walk past her, they stopped right at her front. One of them flashed his teeth at her and placed his hands on his waist. She could perceive the smell of Indian hemp and alcohol from their bodies. 'Good evening, how may I help you please?' she greeted politely after flashing a look at the both of them. They exchanged knowing looks and the one who smiled first let out a chuckle. She knew now that they must be one of the bad gangs on campus, but she stared at them unafraid, thinking that they had just stopped by to threaten her. And it was also some minutes to eight pm, that wasn't a dangerous time of the night to stay outside and most bad gangs don't carry out their activities as early as that. She stepped back slowly as one of the boys moved closer, she stopped when her back almost touched the gate. He stopped too and flashed his teeth at her again. He placed his gaze at her breast region and began to smack his lips lustfully and rub his hands together, a white handkerchief was tied to his wrists. Stephanie quickly tried to reach into her pocket with her right hand while she stretched the left towards the gate bell. The man was fast to react, seeing that she could bring out a pepper spray or another harmful substance, he quickly loosened the handkerchief on his wrist and covered her nose with it. She was able to tap the bell but couldn't take out what was in her pocket. She fell unconscious into his hands. The other guy standing at the back quickly stepped forward to help. Both of them lifted her together and carried her into the car. Some students walking past who knew who they were were initially scared to raise an alarm until the car drove off. ______ 7.42pm **Abuja** 'Rex,' he could hear the Inspector General call his name from behind. He rose up and proceeded backwards. 'What's the matter again?' he asked, stopping before the Inspector General. 'Sorry, I just saw that lady and I thought she could be the one, I thought I should call your attention.' Rex glanced towards the place where the Inspector General was looking towards, he could see a girl dressed in a mini skirt and a armless top. He turned back to the Inspector General with a mocking smile, 'You are a sissy, she's not the one,' with that he turned back and walked round the front of the car to the driver's side. He opened the door and entered into the car. He picked his stopwatch at the passenger's side, he took a look at the reading and then checked the time on his phone before resetting the process. He put on his seat belt turned on the car engine at exactly one minute and seven seconds. ______ Tarasha was approaching the roundabout to Metro road when her phone rang again, the smaller one this time. Cole was the one calling. She was full of anger in her heart as she answered the call. 'What in hell do you want now?' she answered the call. 'I'm sorry boss but I got Aisha's alarm but I couldn't connect to her,' Cole replied. 'Then what the hell are you calling me for? Find her and help her, that's the reason you went with her.' she said and cut the call angrily. She checked the time on her phone and sighed, a lot of time had been wasted on the unnecessary calls, she needed to verify the man's location again. She dialed the Inspector General's number again and turned on the screen of the android device, she was able to pick the location even though the call wasn't answered. The location was the same and she was very close to him. ______ 'She's calling again,' Chief Rikau announced to Rex. Rex was still staring at the stopwatch, waiting for the right time to drive. He took a glance back to Rikau and said, 'Don't answer yet'. He took an Android device from the passenger's seat and turned on the screen. A tracking application similar to the same one Tarasha uses was running. A map displayed covering the blank page and a large black rounded spot appeared at a point and then diminished immediately. He wasn't still able to determine the exact location of the caller but the rounded black spot was just a sign that the caller was very close, specifically less than four kilometres from them. 'Move to the other side,' he said to Chief Rikau in a commanding tone. Rikau answered. Rex pulled up the passenger's seat and took out two short guns, he also picked out a device in form of a handy torch and fixed back the seat. He opened the door and stepped out. ______ 7.46pm Tarasha parked the car properly after driving past the roundabout into Metro road and then the first street. She took off the seatbelt and stretched to pick the two pistols behind at the backseat, she filled them with cartridges and stepped out of the car. She began to walk down the street gently, the street map had shown her the exact spot the Inspector General was; at the front of a two storey building which was a popular IJMB centre. She cocked one of the guns as she spotted the building, the lights on the signboard of the IJMB centre had made it easier. She could see a car parked at the gate of the building, the headlights were on. She was sure the Inspector General was in the car, so she proceeded faster. She crossed to the other side and began to walk straight down to the car, only about fifty metres far now. She used her police cap to shield her eyes from the light. Just as she reached twenty five metres to the car, a red sharp light shone to her face penetrating the shield and entering into her eyes. It made her eyes hot and she could not move further. Before she knew it, she was on her knees, trying to evade the light but couldn't.

Just as she reached twenty five metres to the car, a red sharp light shone to her face penetrating the shield and entering into her eyes. It made her eyes hot and she could not move further. Before she knew it, she was on her knees, trying to evade the light but couldn't. She struggled and turned her back to the light, she got up and tried to find her way back but her eyes were still hot and she staggered with slow steps. She tried to hurry up as she felt someone coming behind her, she also heard the sound of the cocking of a gun. It was the first time in her life since she had joined Nefary Clan that she was greatly scared. She couldn't find her way back and she knew someone, most likely a police officer was coming for her. Now, she wasn't scared for her life as she believed she had nothing to lose if she was shot dead at that moment, that was her assassin mentality. What really made her scared and desperate was the possibility of dying without first murdering the killers of her brother. She managed to cock her gun as she felt the person coming was closer to her. Then suddenly, another vehicle shone it's headlight towards her direction, she glanced back and saw dimly, a truck driving towards her direction, she could also see her pursuer, a man with a pistol in his right hand and then the torch reflecting the red harmful light in his left. The man turned towards the truck and tried to aim at the bus as it sped towards him, he shot sporadically at the front glass of the truck but the bullets did not penetrate. ____ Even though he knew the glass was bullet proof, Henry still made attempt to dodge the bullet as he drove. He felt the truck hit the man but didn't stop at that until the front of the truck hit the fence. He then reversed the vehicle and turned, he drove after Omotara. 'Get in here,' he shouted as he got beside closer. She was still staggering forward, trying to run away from her pursuer and the unknown vehicle. 'Get in,' he shouted again as he leveled up by her side, already swerving the car back into the road. He felt she heard him this time but couldn't see her as she was by the side of the truck now. He quickly left the driver's seat to the other one, he saw her struggling to open the door. 'Move back, I'll open for you' he shouted and she complied. He opened the door and pulled her into the vehicle then he closed the door and moved back quickly to the driver's side. He could feel the vibration as a car hit the truck's back He drove on as fast as he could, watching the place behind through the side mirror. The place was left in disarray, there was a bus that had collided with the truck's behind, the bonnet side of the bus had been crushed. So many people had gathered into the street, by the side of the road. He tried to check the spot where the body of the man who was walking towards Omotara with a gun , who he had hit with the vehicle was but he could not see anything. He drove out of the street and into the main road towards the roundabout, he took a glance at Omotara. She had her head buried in her laps and her hair scattered all over. 'Are you okay?' Henry asked in a calm tone. She raised up her head slowly and arranged her hair, there were tears on her cheeks, an effect of the light. She wiped her face with her palm and sat, staring out straight through the front glass. She consciously avoided looking towards Henry's direction. Henry kept stealing glances at her face as he drove on, he knew she deliberately wanted it silent and he played along. He took a different route instead of passing the road leading to the Vice President's office. After about forty five minutes total of driving, he brought the truck to a halt and turned off the engine. 'I brought a different vehicle,' he said, taking a quick glance at Omotara before opening the door. He jumped down and slammed the door, he crossed to the other side to help her but she was out already before he got there. He pointed her to a car just in front and led the way, he stopped to look back after turning to the driver's side, she was still standing in front of the truck and staring at it. She quickly turned and proceeded to the car as she felt his eyes on her. She opened the door and entered first before he did. 'Do you have a shirt under that?' Henry asked, referring to the top of the police uniform. The question brought back Tarasha to reality, she was previously lost in the world of her thoughts and serious wondering. She was still highly baffled by her slim escape from death. She could have died or probably be been captured if Henry had not showed up at the right time. 'Do you have something under?' Henry asked again. She stared at her body and realized then that she was supposed to wear something else other than the police shirt. She took off the shirt slowly and tossed it to the back seat. She straightened the black singlet she still had on and rested her back. 'Where did you get that truck from?' she asked after several minutes of silent driving. Henry flashed a look at her before answering, 'I went to get it where it was kept.' 'How did you know where it was kept?' she asked, staring at him with surprise on face. Henry flashed another look at her, a dim smile appeared on his face. He face the road back without replying her. She stared at him curiously but was soon able to decipher the answer without waiting for his reply. 'You have been tampering with the files on our systems,' she accused. 'Not really,' he took a quick glance at her, trying to suppress another smile. 'I was bored at home and decided to only go through to help my boredom.' 'How did you know where I was?' she asked again. 'I tracked you when I called,' Henry answered. 'I got that number from the system after trying the other one you gave me several times without success.' Tarasha stared at him expressionlessly, she wanted to ask more questions but decided to keep quiet and fish out the remaining answers she needed in other ways other than asking. 'I heard on news flash about your threat to the Vice President, that was when I started searching for another number I could reach you with,' Henry said after a brief moment of silence. He took a longer stare at her. She did not return his stare but he could read from her body language the desire to hear him speak more about how he found her. 'I couldn't connect to your original number but I found a list of several other telephone numbers you've used or you're planning to use. After trying a couple of phone numbers without reaching you, I decided to copy the numbers and get out of the house, I kept on trying the numbers as I drove in this car to the Vice President's office.' 'But then you were so desperate to stop me from killing the Vice President that you went ahead to get the truck?' She cut in. 'No, I wasn't desperate to stop you.' Henry replied calmly. 'I didnt come out of the house to save the Vice President, I came because I had a feeling you may get into trouble.' She stared at his face deeply for a while as if to verify if he had spoken the truth. She turned her face back in silence and heaved a deep sigh. 'What were you going to do there?' Henry broke the silence. She turned her face to stare at him again, this time she was trying to see if she could confide in him. 'I was going to meet the Inspector General,' she finally said. He flashed a look at her, his eyebrows squeezed inquisitively. 'I wasn't going to kill him, I was going to abduct him first.' she added. 'Abduct him for what?' Henry probed. 'I need him to reveal the names of the other people who were with him that day he molested me,' she said in a low voice. Henry could feel the pain in her voice, he glanced at her and saw her rubbing her left eye with a finger but there was no tear, the only time he had ever seen her cry was the day she told him the story of her parent's murder. Henry was speechless, no meaningful word seemed to form in his mind. 'Did you see the Vice President when you were driving towards me?' Tarasha asked. 'No, I didn't see him. I only saw the man pointing the torch and walking closer to you.' She heaved another sigh, 'That light worked like the gas I used for the office at the maximum security prison, I don't know that they have those kind of mechanism in the Nigerian Police too or do you know if they had a foreign officer working with them?' 'No, there's no way I'll have that kind of information.' Henry replied her with a frown. 'Then where could they have gotten that torch from, or who was the man who attacked me with the torch?' she asked thoughtfully, not expecting any answer from Henry. 'What matters now is that you're okay,' Henry said. 'That's what matters to you,' she replied in a sharp tone. 'My life does not matter to me now, what matters is killing all the basta*ds that deserves to die.' Her wristwatch vibrated again and the screen showed the danger colour.

Rex watched in anger and disgust as the truck drove off. He wondered who the truck driver was and where he had come from. He had carefully planned this attack and did not see signs of anyone showing up to save Tarasha during his planning. His mind was disturbed for a while. Then he noticed the brightness behind him, the headlights of the car was still on. Then he saw his body and clothes dirty and filled with dust, he had been forced to lay flat on the floor to escape being hit by the truck. He began to dust his body with his bare hands as he returned to the car, feeling angry and defeated. He stopped at the driver's side and opened the door, he flung the guns and the torch in his hands to the passenger's side and stared around the place again before entering. 'Dear Goodness!' Chief Rikau exclaimed in a loud voice. 'I thought you were dead.' Rex glanced at him but said nothing in reply. He readjusted the rearview mirror and wiped his forehead with his palm before starting the car engine. 'Call the Vice President, tell him she's gone but may be back very soon.' he ordered Chief Rikau as they drove off. Chief Rikau obeyed and passed the information to the Vice President. Rex drove on a high speed until he was about to turn into the main road which led to the roundabout, his eyes met with something and he suddenly slowed down and turned on the trafficator. Luckily for him, there was no car coming behind theirs. The road had been deserted immediately after the gunshots. The noise from police sirens could already be heard approaching from different angles. Rex reversed the car a little backwards, staring at something by the side. Chief Rikau stretched his neck to see what he was staring at. It was a taxi parked just off the road. Rex reversed more and turned out of the road, he parked behind the taxi. 'She didn't go with the car she brought,' he said to Chief Rikau as he killed the engine and stepped out. _____ 'Wow wow wow! See who we've got here,' Don Dan said mockingly as he strolled into the room where Aisha was tied to a chair. Stainless and Stone followed him closely behind. 'My sweetheart who has abandoned me to follow a fellow girl like her.' Don stopped at her front and took off the fold covering her mouth, he smiled on seeing the furious but helpless look on her face. 'Where are my parents?' she barked out immediately her mouth was free. 'That's quite rude bae. Have you lost your manners? Is that the first question you ask when you meet your real boss and lover?' 'You're none of that anymore,' Aisha snapped, staring at him with disgust shown on her face. 'And stop beating around the bush. Where are my parents and what's the deal you brought me here for?' 'Be patient dear,' Don said walking back to her. He covered her mouth back with the fold easily even with her struggle to put up resistance. 'Let Cole come first, I know he's somewhere on his way, tracing you here.' He added an evil roar of laughter as he turned back and walked out of the room. Stainless followed him and then Stone followed too after staring at her for few seconds. He made a loud bang with the door as he joined his colleagues. ______ Rex was driving when the smaller phone began to ring, he picked the phone with his right hand and stared at the screen, he saw the name 'Cole'. He stared at it for some few more seconds before the call ended. He dropped the phone and picked his, he then dialed Don's phone number. 'How is it going there?' he asked immediately the call was answered. 'It's going well Rex, I've been waiting for your call,' Don replied with enthusiasm. 'We've gotten the girl and we're waiting for the guy to come around. Like you said, they came together and have been in close contact with each other.' There was a brief silence. 'Do you know who is called Cole?' Rex asked. 'Yes, Cole is the guy who came with her?' 'Thank you,' Rex said calmly. 'I'll call you back in one minute.' He ended the phone and picked Tarasha's small phone again. He took a brief glance at the Inspector General at the back seat and said to him, 'Start making arrangements for a car to pick you up, I'll drop you off at the next bus stop.' A frown formed on Chief Rikau's face immediately. He checked his wristwatch and stared outside to see where they were, then he took out his phone to make a call. Rex opened the call register on Tarasha's small phone, he expanded the missed call list and crammed Cole's number. Then he dropped the phone and continued driving for three more minutes until he got to a junction and pulled over just after the junction. 'Tell them to come and pick you here,' he said to the Inspector General as he picked his own phone. He opened the messaging app on his phone and typed in Cole's number which he had crammed, he tapped the enter key and typed below, 'Track this number, it's Cole's.' ______ **55 minutes later** 'Stop please,' Omotara suddenly said in a commanding tone. Henry took a quick glance at her, he knew her reason for asking him to stop was connected to the notification delivered by her wristwatch. 'What's the matter?' he asked as he turned on the trafficator. 'I need to go back to Metro street,' she said, taking off the seat belt as Henry gradually brought the car to a halt. 'What?' Henry stared at her, surprised. 'I need to pick up something I forgot in the car and I also promised to return that car,' she said and attempted to open the door. Henry grabbed her hand, 'Which car are you talking about and what did you forget?' 'I borrowed a cab and forgot my two devices there,' she stared at him and tried wriggle off his hand but he held on firmly 'But we can't get other devices and block those ones completely,' Henry said. 'What about the files stored on it?' she argued. 'Your storage is connected to the server at home, remember?' Henry replied in a confident tone. She heaved a sigh and stared at him, she felt she had given him too much freedom to know so much about her activities. 'But I also need to return the car, besides Cole and Aisha seems to be in danger, I need those devices to be sure of what help they need.' Henry stared at her quietly for a few seconds, trying to decide whether to allow her or not. He heaved a sigh and released her hand. She tried to step out of the car but he held her again. 'Don't go, you can connect Aisha and Cole with my device ,' he said, pointing a tablet at the backseat to her. 'I copied your system files into it.' She hissed tiredly and stared back at him for some seconds, she seemed to be considering whether to stay or not. Henry stretched to pick the device from the backseat for her, hoping she would agree not to return, he knew he couldn't stop her by force if she decided to still go. 'I need to make the other devices stop working first before it gets to the wrong hands,' she said as she took the phone from him. 'We're just five minutes from home, try extract Cole and Aisha's numbers first. I'll help you with that once we get home,' he replied as he kicked off the engine. _______ Cole stared at the gate from his dark hideout, confused. He tapped the power button by the side of his phone again softly, it turned on. He opened the call register and dialed Tarasha's number again. A system automated voice replied him, saying the line was now switched off. This added to his frustration, 'Was the boss now turning her back against them now?' He asked as he returned the phone to his pocket. Maybe she wanted them to sort out this challenge solely by themselves and didn't want to interfere like she did in the Robin Kahn's encounter. He took out the tablet from the bag and turned it on, the tracker app was running already. He selected 'Specify Location' among several other options and a map displayed immediately without any process of loading, it zoomed in and showed him an address. He heaved a sigh and stared at the big black gate again, he also took a quick glance at his wristwatch. Aisha had been taken in for almost one hour and there had been no movements since she had been placed at a position. He had been there watching the gate all through, but he had not seen anybody go in or come out. He glanced at his wristwatch again, and then at the gate unconsciously, wondering when he was going to see any activity take place there. ______ **20 minutes later** 'Here, you can call him now,' Henry turned towards Tarasha as he heard the door creak open. She walked in, already changed into tight shorts and a mini top which stopped above her abdomen. She proceeded towards him and took the phone, a phone number had been already typed into the dial pad so she clicked the green button and sat on the seat beside Henry. 'Cole,' she called softly after the call was answered. 'Boss, they've got her in a highly secured building. I don't know what's going on with her, I think the earpiece must have been discovered and taken off from her clothes,' Cole replied, rushing his words. 'How long has she been taken in?' Tarasha asked after some seconds of silence. 'About one hour now, I've been trying to re...' 'Are you been conscious of your environment?' She cut in as she was certain that he was about to complain of his not been able to reach her for almost two hours. 'Yes, nobody has seen me here, I'm behind a stature.' 'Rael University road right? I can see your location here,' Tarasha said, staring into the computer monitor at Henry's front. 'Yes, somewhere close to...' Cole was saying but the line went dead suddenly. She stared at the screen briefly before dialing again, it rang once and stopped connecting. She tried again and it returned the same response. 'What's the matter?' Henry asked, staring at her inquisitively. 'I don't know yet,' she replied and dialed again. _______ 'Yes, somewhere close to...' Cole dropped to the floor as the butt of Ojo's gun hit the back of his head. 'Pick him up,' Ojo ordered his boys. The three boys responded to his order and picked Cole up, they followed Ojo's lead as they proceeded towards the gate. **20 minutes later** In a large and empty room without any kind of furnitures, Cole laid unconscious, sprawled on the floor. Ojo and the three boys surrounded him with pistols in their hands. The main entrance door flung open and in came Don, Stainless and Stone, followed by two other boys who carried blindfolded Aisha in the chair she was tied to. 'Nice job Ojo,' Don clapped his hands as he proceeded towards them. 'You've done great.' 'Thanks boss,' Ojo replied with a brief smile. 'I also saw a girl with your boys, is that the catch for tonight?' Don asked with a crooked smile as he got closer to Ojo and the boys. 'Not really a catch, she's a prey but I'll also make sure I have her before ending her life.' Ojo replied.

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