Chapter 1 Part 7




'I've searched all the footages around the place, the only thing I keep identifying is the car stopping in front of the house but the cameras did not capture their faces.' Cole said to Tarasha who was still visibly angry that she had been disturbed. 


'Do you still find only three people in the car?' Tarasha asked, walking away from Henry to follow Cole. Henry let out a deep breath and sank into one of the sofas, he knew what they were doing is  trying to identify some people with footages from the street cameras. 



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'Could this be your boss?' Tarasha asked Cole as she stared into the laptop screen. She stood behind the upright chair Cole was previously occupying and her hands were rested on the backrest. Aisha was still seated on the next seat. The clip being played was one captured at night, three men were outside the gate of the house where tarasha lived previously, the same one in which her brother was killed. 


'I don't know, the clothes all these men put on are far bigger than the ones Don Daniel uses.' Cole replied.


'He's probably disguising with those clothes,' Tarasha said thoughtfully. 'I saw him that day with the Inspector General, the other two must be some of his new boys.'


'One of them could be Stainless, his friend here in Abuja, the one whose warehouse was ransacked by the police when Don met you at Henry E.G's house.' Cole suggested.


'You're right, that must be one of the other guys.' Tarashaagreed. They maintained a brief silence. 'Where has the car been located again?'


'Going out of town, we couldn't ascertain where because of the absence of cameras around those areas but the transmission suddenly cuts sometimes when they are going to other places in asokoro.'


'Hmm, I think we need to visit Gwagalada today, that must be where they were heading to out of town.' she suggested. 'And I think we can guess who the third man is now,' Tarasha said thoughtfully, rubbing a finger on her lower lip. 


'Who do you think it is?'


'If you observe well, Don has been acting more intelligent than he is. How else can you explain the cut in transmission of the security cameras? He can't do that except someone had thought him how recently and the only persons capable of teaching him are those at the NSCC or anyone who has previously been with us.'


'Ermm..' A frown appeared on Cole's face as he tried to comprehend. 'Do you think Benny is the third person?'


'Most likely he is...' She said. Their discussion paused as the door opened softly and Henry walked in.


Their eyes moved towards him as he proceeded towards them, from the look on his face, they could deduce that he had been forced to come in after waiting without seeing Tarasha for long. 


'Is there anything I can help with?' Henry blurted out, having nothing else to say. 


'Not for now,' Tarasha replied him and turned back to face the laptop. 'Anybody else apart from the NSCC officials found at the house?' She asked Cole. 


'Non yet except for one chubby guy that lives in the next building.' Cole answered. 


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'Good afternoon Sir,' James saluted Agent Tim. 


'Afternoon James,' Agent Tim offered him a handshake and motioned him to the seat behind the table.


'I can see you're already getting yourself to know the new environment.' Agent Tim said, adjusting his eyeglasses as he focused on a document. 


'Yes sir, I'm trying. I also met with Agent Dakolo earlier,' James replied, purposely trying to bring in a discussion about Dakolo. 


'Inspector Dakolo,' Agent Tim corrected consciously. 'His case is such a pathetic one, he destroyed his reputation with his carelessness.'


'But it could have happened to anyb...'


Agent Tim raised his hand to hush him, 'Forget about Dakolo and let's discuss the reason you're here,' he adjusted his eyeglasses again and rested his back in the chair, fixing his gaze on James face. 'Inspector Dakolo actually recommended you in a meeting several weeks ago, that was when he was still handling the case.' Agent Tim continued. 'I read up your file and found it interesting, I also discovered that you have been previously involved in the case.'


'Yes sir, I was the first to handle it in Lagos.' James replied.


'But you weren't able to do much also, the only reason I think you're still much qualified for this is because you had an encounter with Samantha Osman and I read about that gun battle.' He paused and sat up right, resting his hands on the table. 'How were you able to escape the same woman who killed Robin Kahn?' He asked, looking straight into James' eyes. 


'Sir, I didn't do anything special. There was a gun battle between her and my team that day. My shots actually hit her body that day but she was well proofed.' 


'That's encouraging, no other police officer or even Robin Kahn came so close to her.' Agent Tim commended. He took a pause to note down some things in a jotter. 'I know you should have read about the progres of the case...' He paused and chuckled. 'That's if I  can call it progress but I think you still need to hear it from me. So listen carefully as...'


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'Have you installed the features of the woman?' Mr Sylvester asked as he entered into Frank and Shola's office. 


'The features are not new ones sir, Its exactly like one of the ladies out of the two we already have, even the face is only slightly different.' 


'So you mean we have the features already?' 


'Yes, we do.' Frank replied briefly. 


'Okay, ' Mr Sylvester proceeded to take a seat behind Frank's table. 'I've been thinking about your suggestion and I think we should employ someone else. It's very possible we get a good or even one who is better than Kimberly.' 


'Nice decision sir,' Frank replied with a smile. 


'Yea,' Mr Sylvester heaved a sigh. 'I'll draft out the vacancyannouncement later.'


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'Omotara, how do you intend to get back to the killers of your brother?' Henry asked, adjusting his face cap as he took a quick glance at her face. He was seated at the front seat with her while she drove the car.


'Cover your face with the cap properly, anyone could see you through the window.' She replied, consciously ignoring his question. 


'You didn't answer my question,' Henry said as he adjusted his cap. 


'You really want to know?' She replied. There was no answer. 'I plan to let them die the same way he died.'


'No, I think we shouldn't kill them ourselves. Let's hand them over to the police.'


'I knew this is where were we'll disagree,' Tarasha said in a sad tone.


'But I just said what is right,' Henry replied, giving her a surprise stare.


'How can we hand over the police to the police? I already told you that the person who led them is the Inspector General himself.'


'But there are still legal ways to handle it,' Henry replied. 'I'm sure Inspector Dakolo would help us if we explain things to him. That way, our revenge on them will happen legally.'


'Legally?' She chuckled mockingly. 'You still talking about legality when everything about you, everything about us is illegal already.'


'No Tara, I'll make things right after this.'


'What do you mean?' She glanced at him with a frown.


'I mean I won't keep running from the police forever,' he replied.


'Hmm, so you still keep this crazy idea of you submitting yourself to the law?'


'It's the right thing to do, when we do things the right way, God can help us.' 


'Damn it!' Henry had pushed a wrong button with his last words. Tarasha cursed in anger as she pushed the brakes all of a sudden. The car screeched and Henry hit his head against the airbag . The vehicle following behind would have hit them from if not for the experience of the driver. He quickly pulled his brakes and swerved the car to the pedestrian lane. A mini traffic jam was caused as cars began to line up behind them.


Henry turned to look at her face in a questioning manner but she looked less disturbed by what had happened, there was a terrible angry look on her face as she stared blankly through the windscreen. 'What did you do that for?'


'Where was that God when he was killed?' Tarasha asked with a voice filled of rage, she stared thinly outside the car. 'Those two bullet holes I saw on his forehead would be on the foreheads of all those that killed him, I'll present their bodies as sacrifices to God with my hands.'


Some motorists had come out of their cars to see what was happening. One of the was already knocking the glass at the driver's side. Without paying attention to the man knocking, Tarasha reversed the car and drove off




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Meanwhile, I Never Read The Concluding Part Of The Former One (Action Triller), I Think It Stopped To Where "Stainless Disguised As Police Officer To Interview Henry Paul" Never Knew How Its Ended From There Until I Saw The Season 2 After Being Mentioned.
However, I Think It Won't Be Good Of Me Not To Drop A Comment On This One Because I Never Did On The Previous Season ..
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Meanwhile, I Never Read The Concluding Part Of The Former One (Action Triller), I Think It Stopped To Where "Stainless Disguised As Police Officer To Interview Henry Paul" Never Knew How Its Ended From There Until I Saw The Season 2 After Being Mentioned.
However, I Think It Won't Be Good Of Me Not To Drop A Comment On This One Because I Never Did On The Previous Season ..
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SmartestPopQueen, Yorhmienerd, Laikas, Mrlemuel, Beenuel, Nulchesboy, emogaji, Theblessedman, Tgold (Sighted Already), Oyinprince Don Carry The Triller Action Story Vegeance Side Come Again O, Its Truly A SEASON FILM Just Like The Likes Of City Hunter, Healer, Iris And Co...
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The only parts I've not posted on NL are Chapter 20 parts 8-10. I wanted to post them today but there's an annoying comment there that tells me not to.

You can find them here sha: http://www.youngicee.com/search/label/Tarasha?m=1

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Chapter 1 Part 8


'Incompetence of the highest order is what you have shown by this,' The Inspector General barked. 'Your carelessness and inefficiency has put the security of the whole nation in jeopardy.' He continued. Dakolo was standing with his head bowed right in front of the table. Agent Tim was standing by the side quietly.

The Inspector General remained in a silence for a short while, going through a paper on his table. He looked up again and directed his gaze to Agent Tim, 'Has the mode of escape been detected?' He asked. 

'Yes sir, they took the outer escape. The one for emergency. It all happened because of their closeness to the place,' Agent Tim replied, trying to shift the blame to Dakolo again. 'I think they also forced out some information from the Chief warder.

The Inspector General took back his gaze to Agent Dakolo and stared at him thinly for seconds, 'Should I consider this as carelessness or assume that you work with the Samantha Osman gang?' He barked.

Agent Dakolo was too ashamed to raise his head, he felt so foolish of himself. He never imagined that he could be easily deceived and defeated, she had done it so easily and quickly ensuring that he couldn't even make a counter move.

'I give you a twenty four hours to give me a positive feedback, else you won't like what would happen to you.' the Inspector General threatened. 'Now get out of my office.'

Dakolo saluted and turned quietly, he flashed a look at Agent Tim before walking out of the office.

'How is the Chief Security Warder's health now?' The Inspector General asked Agent Tim after Dakolo had gone out. The warder had been found dumped outside his house gate the night of the prison escape.

'He's better but he still does not remember anything that happened,' Agent Tim replied. 

'Okay, then you guys should keep tabs on him.'

'Yes sir.'

'You can leave now,' Chief Rikau said and rolled his swivel playfully. Agent Tim saluted and walked out. 

Chief Rikau was left with his thoughts, if Samantha Osman could be so bold to go take someone in the maximum security prison which was well guarded, it meant he had to double his own guards and security to ensure his safety.

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Dakolo slipped into the driver's side hastily, he heaved a sigh as he entered. His face met with Angela's picture, a brief smile appeared on his face. He wondered why he was even rushing, he had been given twenty four hours by the IG and he didn't have a clue of where to start from but he just knew something had to be done. He couldn't just fail after his sacrifice of leaving Angela and his lovely kids behind. The thought added to his strength, even if he couldn't meet the twenty four hours deadline, he was going to make sure he hands over Samantha Osman the law.

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Henry kept staring around as Tarasha led him into the forest. Several thoughts had been running through his mind since she parked by the bush side but he refused to believe the worst. They finally got to a large area mainly populated by low grasses, there were evidences around that the place had just been cultivated; remains of burnt leaves,  and stumps could be seen at the other end of the place. There was a tree at the middle of the land. Tarasha took a two minutes pause to have a broad view of the field before stepping on the grasses. 

Henry followed behind slowly, 'Where arebwe heading to?' He asked. 

'He's at the back of the tree,' Tarasha halted and said, pointing Henry to behind the tree.

'Who? Uncle Jeffery?' Henry asked, standing beside Omotara. The tree was still about ten metres ahead. 

'You should go closer,' Omotara said and gave him an assuring look. 

Henry's steps were slow and heavy as he proceeded forward, leaving Omotara at the same spot he met her. 

'Uncle Jeffery,' Henry called repeatedly in soft tones as he approached the tree, hoping he'll hear a miraculous reply but the only replies he got was Jefa's voice sounding in his head. He was just five metres closer when he noticed clearly the unique bed of sand. The sight sent cold shrills down his spine as he halted, he closed his eyes briefly and drew in a deep breath, tears escaped his eyes. 

'I brought him here myself,' Omotara said, approaching him slowly. I buried the last surviving member of my family myself.' She got beside him and glanced at his teary eyes, she twitched her lips and let out an involuntary chuckle. 

'How did he die?' Henry asked, sniffing in tears, he began to move closer to the grave slowly. 'Who killed him?' Henry quickly rephrased his question, remembering that she had mentioned about someone killing him.

'He was killed by the same man who killed my parents and destroyed our family,' Omotara replied in a cold voice, proceeding towards the grave too but at a slower pace.

Henry was already in front of the huge heap of sand, squatting as he fondled the upper layer of the sand. 'And who is that person?' Henry turned his head to Omotara who was now standing closer and leaning on the tree. His voice sounded determined and ready for revenge. 

'The Inspector General Of Police,' Omotara answered. 'He killed him with his group.'

'Who are the other members of the group?'

'I only know one of them but he really doesn't matter, he's a poor specimen.'

There was a brief silence between the duo. Henry rubbed his hands on the top soil and mumbled some words passionately as if he was talking to Jefa directly. Memories of the times he spent with the man flashed back through his mind, he recalled as the man communicated the painful death of his parents, he could still feel the pain as the voice rang in his memory, as strong as he felt it that day. He recalled Jefa's struggle to reunite with Omotara and how the man finally succeeded, Jefa had always mentioned to him his heart desire to be happy with someone who was a member of his family and that he found fulfilled in Omotara. Jefa had also shown his selfless love just during the brief moments they spent together. Now the same man was lying feets under the ground level, lifeless and unable to love anymore. Jefa did not deserve to die like that and who ever killed him also deserved a painful death. 

Henry rose up shakily with some quantity of sand still in his hands, he sniffed in and moved back a little to spit out. 

'They all deserve to be punished and they will be punished,' Henry mumbled to himself but was still loud enough for Omotara to hear.


END OF CHAPTER ONE



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Chapter 2 Part 1




**Two weeks later**
Maitama, Abuja.

In a spacious room, with four windows which were well covered with curtains. The walls were well padded and soundproofed, the ground was made of dark marbles and long black leather sofas were placed at the walls all around, the only break was the opening for the door.
A bright florescent bulb at the middle totally eliminated darkness from the room, a medium sized rectangular shiny metal table of 5m by 3m was directly under the bulb and about six laptops were placed on the table. Cole and Aisha wer seated beside each other at the table and operating different laptops. Cole frequently paused to look into Aisha's laptop and give her brief instructions before returning to his.
The door flung open and Tarasha walked in with Henry following slowly behind. Henry seemed surprised to see Aisha and Cole in the room, he stared around the place for a while before turning to Omotara.
'Where did you get the money to set up this place in just two weeks?' Henry asked, his surprise was visible on his face.
'Do I need money?' She said in reply. 'There are other things that have purchasing power and that's what I use.'
'Things like?'
'Things like the name Samantha Osman,' Tarasha answered jokingly as she began to take a stroll round the room.
'How do you mean?'
'Hunmn... I walk into a store, introduce myself as Samantha Osman and plead with them to release some of their goods to me with the promise of paying later,' she answered.
'I don't still understand,' Henry said with a frown. 'You mean you walk into a store, introduce yourself as Samantha Osman and they allow you take things on credit?'
'Ermm... Not really. Most of them never accept, that's why you've been hearing news of stores robbery recently but they ain't really robbery, borrowing is a better word.' she said as she approached the narrow side wall. She pushed a button on the wall and the wall below the sofa gave way for a large screen. Henry stared in awe, he wondered how she had been able to fix such mechanism and several others she had been showing him in just two weeks.
'So you've been stealing from stores?' Henry asked in bewilderment.
'No, I've not been stealing, the news just reports them like that. What I really do is take goods on credit, but I'll truly pay back.' She said in defence.
Henry fixed his eyes on her face, perplexed while she moved away slowly. His facial expression was like that of a person who had seen an alien drop from the sky.
'Why are you staring at me like that? Didn't you do the same with the hospital that treated you when you escaped the bomb?' Tarasha turned to him and asked.
'Oh!' Henry exclaimed, widening his eyes, he remembered that he had not even returned to pay the hospital.
'And you've even forgotten about it, you've not paid them yet.' Tarasha added immediately as if she could read his thoughts.
'Ermm... But at least I didn't leave the doctors handicapped,' Henry said with a smirk and proceeded towards her. 'You always dislocate the joints or break bones of those you borrow from.'


Two weeks had passed so fast. During those two weeks, both of them had only met with each other once, that was six days after visiting Jefa's grave. Tarasha had come to intimate him about her efforts in buying several properties and making some quick investments which will produce money for her in the long time fight against her family's enemies. She also warned him of the dangers of coming out of the place where he had been hidden. She successfully ignored the question when he asked her about her plans for punishing the enemies. The rest eight days had gone without Henry seeing or hearing from her when he wanted to, even when he tried to reach her on phone, the call would be answered by Cole and he would only tell of her absence. Two days to the end of the fourteen days was when Henry discovered the way to reach her. After enduring loneliness for several days, he tried summoning courage to leave the place to get some computer gadgets which he wanted to use, that was the day he realized he was under close watch. He had not yet stepped out of the gate when he got a call, Omotara's voice sounded from the other end when he answered. She warned him to get back into the house, that the cap he was planning to use in disguising his face would not suffice. She asked him what he wanted and after he told her, she promised to get it and deliver it to his doorstep. An hour later, Aisha appeared at the house with the gadgets he asked for.



She was laughing hard as Henry approached her with the look of a defeated child. Cole and Aisha were already taking side glances at them.
'You were right Cole, the Boss is in love with him.' Aisha said in whispers to Cole.
'Huh?' Cole feigned a shocked expression. 'What do you mean by 'You are right'? Did I tell you anything?' He asked back, making his voice as low as possible.
Aisha took another quick glance at Henry and Tarasha, hoping that their attention had not been caught by their side talks. Henry looked their way that moment and his eyes met with Aisha's, she quickly looked away.
'What are they doing?' Henry stopped before Tarasha and asked.
'Getting information and mapping out some already made plans,' she answered.
Henry stared at the duo sitting at the table for close to two minutes in silence, a worried look appeared on his face as he turned back to Tarasha.
'Omotara, I don't know why you kept me solitary for two weeks and I don't know how long you may be gone after you drop me back today. We really need to sit somewhere quiet and discuss some important things.' He said.
'What are the things we need to discuss?' She answered him with a less serious tone.
'I'm still a wanted man, I can't continue to live like a fugitive. All I want to do is help you punish all those who have a hand in Uncle Jeffery's death before I surrender myself back to the police.'
A serious look finally appeared on Tarasha's face, she took a brief glance at Cole and Aisha and then motioned for she and Henry to leave the place. They walked out of the room and entered into another one arranged as a proper living room. Tarasha balanced herself on the three seater sofa and rested her arms on the armrest. Henry sat next to her seat.
'Do you really want to go back to prison?' Omotara began after both of them were properly seated.
'No, I don't want to but I have to.' Henry answered. 'It would be right thing for me to do.'
'Then what will happen to me?' She asked in soft tones.
Henry leaned back, staring thinly into her eyes, he wasn't expecting the question and had not thought about it.
'Do you really think it's because of avenging my brother's death I brought you out?' She continued. 'I don't think I need help for that...'
'You took me out because my stay there was a threat to your safety,' Henry cut in.
'No,' her eyes widened in surprise. 'How could you think of that?'
Henry paused for a while and leaned back forward, 'Isn't that the reason?'
Omotara uncrossed her legs and rose up to her feet and turned her back to him. 'If I was thinking about my safety, I wouldn't have taken you of prison. I would have come there to send you out of this world.'
Henry could feel the hurt in her voice as she spoke, he rose up slowly and stood behind her. He let out a breath before placing his hands on her shoulders, she allowed him turn her to face him. He rubbed his hands on her cheeks softly, 'You've changed a lot,' he said with a light smile. 'I believe you must have had to admit somethings after Uncle Jeffery's death.'
'Yes, I did.' She replied him. 'During these few weeks, I've had to admit that I still have feelings resident in me. I've never felt like dying when I see somebody else die, the last time I felt like close to that was when my parents were killed, I also had similar feelings when I killed the boy I first fell in love with. But the heaviness I felt when I saw my brother in his pool of blood was totally different from what I ever felt; it was more than the previous ways I ever felt.' She paused to take in a deep breath. 'And that's why I swore after burying him that I'll go after everyone that was involved in his death.'
Henry pulled her closer to himself and engaged her in a warm embrace. It lasted for more than two minutes. Omotara suddenly pulled away, 'Do you still love me?' She asked, staring into his eyes.


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Chapter 2 Part 2



Henry pulled her closer to himself and engaged her in a warm embrace. It lasted for more than two minutes. Omotara finally pulled away slowly, 'Do you still love me?' She asked, staring into his eyes.

Henry continued staring at her face silently, he pulled her by the waist close to himself again and used the other hand to softly caress her face by brushing her hair backwards.

'Boss, we have a minor challenge here,' Cole came saying as he stepped into the living room. Henry and Omotara detached unwillingly from themselves.

'What minor issue, can't it wait?' She snapped at him in reply.

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'We're not waiting for her anymore, we'll go search for her.' Rex said as he released a huge mold of smoke to the air. Don and stainless were standing in front of his seat with their hands placed at the back like obedient children waiting for instructions. 'I told you guys that the guy we killed may not be related to her, even if he was related to her, she would have no feelings for him anymore' Rex continued. 'Nefary Clan Assasins are also well trained, they don't let feelings get into their way. We didn't make her furious by killing the assumed brother, we've only made her to be more cautious of us. If  she was pained by his death like the inspector general expected that she would be, she would have fallen into out first trap.'

Rex got up from the seat and took out a gun from his pocket, he closed one of his eyes and stared thinly into it.

'I have an idea,' Don broke the silence.

Rex took a quick glance at him and returned his focus to the gun, 'What is your idea?'

'The Vice President returns in five days time, I'm sure she would be coming back to make an attempt on his life, we could set up another trap for her.' Don voiced out.

'No man, she won't fall into the trap. She's aware that she has people after her now and she would apply more carefulness. I'm sure she won't attack him immediately he returns, she knows the security would be tight. Except the need for his death is very urgent, it may take her several months for her to attack again.'

There was another brief silence between them, Rex began to pace around, making soft noises with the soles of his shoes.

He suddenly turned back to stainless and Don. 'Hey, you have two of your ex-men working with her.' He said in a questioning tone to Don.

'Yes, I do.' Don replied, squinting as he wondered why the question was being asked.

'Did you train them yourself?' Rex asked.

'Yes, they learnt under my tutorship.'

'Do you still have their contacts?'

'Ermm... No,' Don stated, blinking his eyes.

'You don't,' Rex stared at him with an unbelieving look in his eyes, he stretched a palm out, bringing it to Don's neck. 'Are you that foolish?'

'Er...' Don began to stammer and shiver as Rex's hand touched his neck.

'Don't you have their email addresses, Facebook IDs or any of their social networks usernames?' Rex asked, touching the neck softly contrary to Don's expectation of life being squeezed out of him.

'Er... I do have some of them but I doubt if they still use any,' Don replied shakily, his eyes staring at Rex's hand on his neck.

'Which ones do you have?' Rex asked, finally taking his hand away from Don's neck.

'Their Facebook IDs, Twitter usernames and emails,' Don replied, breathing heavily as a result of the panic from Rex's strangling threat.

'And they don't use any of that again?'

'Yes, I tried reaching them through all those platforms when the Vice President asked me to trail their boss but all my attempts were futile.'

'They should have other websites they visit,' Rex said thoughtfully, looking away from Don.

Don closed his eyes for some seconds to search his mind, he tried to recall if he had ever seen Aisha frequenting other websites.  'I think there's another website the girl visits well, ' Don said ecstatically as he finally recalled.

'What website is that?' Rex turned back to him and asked.

'Two websites actually; Nairacountry.com and Lilianikeja.com.' Don answered.

'Are they social networks?'

'Humn... One is a forum while the other is an entertainment and news blog.'

Rex turned slowly and stared blankly at the wall for a couple of seconds. He cleared his throat before speaking again, 'The girl was your girlfriend right? And the guy, was he also close to you?'

'Yes, she was my girlfriend, the guy was a bit close to me. He was one of the two bests I had.'

'Sounds nice,' Rex said with an evil smirk.

______

'James!' Dakolo called on sighting his long time friend.

'Shun sir!' Inspector James saluted. 'Good morning Agent sir.'

'Good morning James,' Dakolo replied with a smile, extending an handshake to him.

They were at the reception of the police headquarters, James had just been transferred again, from Ilorin to Abuja to work with Agent Tim who was now the one in charge of Samantha Osman's case. The case had been taken away from Dakolo, after he couldn't meet the deadline given to him by the Inspctor General. Dakolo had also been demoted secretly back to the level of an Inspector as a punishment for his carelessness and his part played in Henry's escape. James who apart from Henry's prison escape which was noised all over, wasn't aware of Dakolo's punishment and the other details, had arrived to resume his duty, thinking he would be working with Dakolo.

'Sir, I've been longing to see you since I arrived this morning but Senior Agent Tim said it was unnecessary for me to see you.' James said.

'Yes, of course, it is unnecessary, haven't you been briefed already?'

'I don't understand you sir,' a frown appeared on James' face.

'I'm not in charge of the case anymore.'

'Agent sir, why were...'

'Shh...' Dakolo interrupted him, placing a finger on his lips. 'Call me what I am, I'm a Inspector once again, I'm no longer an Agent.'

'What do you mean sir?' The muscles on James' face were squeezed in confusion.

'I meant what you just heard, I've been stripped off my position as an Agent since Henry E.G's escape from prison.'

'No sir, I refuse to agree with that.' James argued. 'They can't strip you off your agency just like that, you've done so much for the force.'

'It doesn't matter how much you've done for the force, it only takes a single mistake for you to be stripped. '

'But something has to be done about this issue.'

'You can't do any thing James, I'll sort it out myself. I'll hand over Samantha Osman to the law even if it's the last thing I do on earth.'


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Chapter 2 Part 3




'I've searched all the footages around the place, the only thing I keep identifying is the car stopping in front of the house but the cameras did not capture their faces.' Cole said to Tarasha who was still visibly angry that she had been disturbed. 


'Do you still find only three people in the car?' Tarasha asked, walking away from Henry to follow Cole. Henry let out a deep breath and sank into one of the sofas, he knew what they were doing is  trying to identify some people with footages from the street cameras. 



*


'Could this be your boss?' Tarasha asked Cole as she stared into the laptop screen. She stood behind the upright chair Cole was previously occupying and her hands were rested on the backrest. Aisha was still seated on the next seat. The clip being played was one captured at night, three men were outside the gate of the house where tarasha lived previously, the same one in which her brother was killed. 


'I don't know, the clothes all these men put on are far bigger than the ones Don Daniel uses.' Cole replied.


'He's probably disguising with those clothes,' Tarasha said thoughtfully. 'I saw him that day with the Inspector General, the other two must be some of his new boys.'


'One of them could be Stainless, his friend here in Abuja, the one whose warehouse was ransacked by the police when Don met you at Henry E.G's house.' Cole suggested.


'You're right, that must be one of the other guys.' Tarasha agreed. They maintained a brief silence. 'Where has the car been located again?'


'Going out of town, we couldn't ascertain where because of the absence of cameras around those areas but the transmission suddenly cuts sometimes when they are going to other places in asokoro.'


'Hmm, I think we need to visit Gwagalada today, that must be where they were heading to out of town.' she suggested. 'And I think we can guess who the third man is now,' Tarasha said thoughtfully, rubbing a finger on her lower lip. 


'Who do you think it is?'


'If you observe well, Don has been acting more intelligent than he is. How else can you explain the cut in transmission of the security cameras? He can't do that except someone had thought him how recently and the only persons capable of teaching him are those at the NSCC or anyone who has previously been with us.'


'Ermm..' A frown appeared on Cole's face as he tried to comprehend. 'Do you think Benny is the third person?'


'Most likely he is...' She said. Their discussion paused as the door opened softly and Henry walked in.


Their eyes moved towards him as he proceeded towards them, from the look on his face, they could deduce that he had been forced to come in after waiting without seeing Tarasha for long. 


'Is there anything I can help with?' Henry blurted out, having nothing else to say. 


'Not for now,' Tarasha replied him and turned back to face the laptop. 'Anybody else apart from the NSCC officials found at the house?' She asked Cole. 


'Non yet except for one chubby guy that lives in the next building.' Cole answered. 


 _______


'Good afternoon Sir,' James saluted Agent Tim. 


'Afternoon James,' Agent Tim offered him a handshake and motioned him to the seat behind the table.


'I can see you're already getting yourself to know the new environment.' Agent Tim said, adjusting his eyeglasses as he focused on a document. 


'Yes sir, I'm trying. I also met with Agent Dakolo earlier,' James replied, purposely trying to bring in a discussion about Dakolo. 


'Inspector Dakolo,' Agent Tim corrected consciously. 'His case is such a pathetic one, he destroyed his reputation with his carelessness.'


'But it could have happened to anyb...'


Agent Tim raised his hand to hush him, 'Forget about Dakolo and let's discuss the reason you're here,' he adjusted his eyeglasses again and rested his back in the chair, fixing his gaze on James face. 'Inspector Dakolo actually recommended you in a meeting several weeks ago, that was when he was still handling the case.' Agent Tim continued. 'I read up your file and found it interesting, I also discovered that you have been previously involved in the case.'


'Yes sir, I was the first to handle it in Lagos.' James replied.


'But you weren't able to do much also, the only reason I think you're still much qualified for this is because you had an encounter with Samantha Osman and I read about that gun battle.' He paused and sat up right, resting his hands on the table. 'How were you able to escape the same woman who killed Robin Kahn?' He asked, looking straight into James' eyes. 


'Sir, I didn't do anything special. There was a gun battle between her and my team that day. My shots actually hit her body that day but she was well proofed.' 


'That's encouraging, no other police officer or even Robin Kahn came so close to her.' Agent Tim commended. He took a pause to note down some things in a jotter. 'I know you should have read about the progres of the case...' He paused and chuckled. 'That's if I  can call it progress but I think you still need to hear it from me. So listen carefully as...'


_____


'Have you installed the features of the woman?' Mr Sylvester asked as he entered into Frank and Shola's office. 


'The features are not new ones sir, Its exactly like one of the ladies out of the two we already have, even the face is only slightly different.' 


'So you mean we have the features already?' 


'Yes, we do.' Frank replied briefly. 


'Okay, ' Mr Sylvester proceeded to take a seat behind Frank's table. 'I've been thinking about your suggestion and I think we should employ someone else. It's very possible we get a good or even one who is better than Kimberly.' 


'Nice decision sir,' Frank replied with a smile. 


'Yea,' Mr Sylvester heaved a sigh. 'I'll draft out the vacancy announcement later.'


_______


'Omotara, how do you intend to get back to the killers of your brother?' Henry asked, adjusting his face cap as he took a quick glance at her face. He was seated at the front seat with her while she drove the car.


'Cover your face with the cap properly, anyone could see you through the window.' She replied, consciously ignoring his question. 


'You didn't answer my question,' Henry said as he adjusted his cap. 


'You really want to know?' She replied. There was no answer. 'I plan to let them die the same way he died.'


'No, I think we shouldn't kill them ourselves. Let's hand them over to the police.'


'I knew this is where were we'll disagree,' Tarasha said in a sad tone.


'But I just said what is right,' Henry replied, giving her a surprise stare.


'How can we hand over the police to the police? I already told you that the person who led them is the Inspector General himself.'


'But there are still legal ways to handle it,' Henry replied. 'I'm sure Inspector Dakolo would help us if we explain things to him. That way, our revenge on them will happen legally.'


'Legally?' She chuckled mockingly. 'You still talking about legality when everything about you, everything about us is illegal already.'


'No Tara, I'll make things right after this.'


'What do you mean?' She glanced at him with a frown.


'I mean I won't keep running from the police forever,' he replied.


'Hmm, so you still keep this crazy idea of you submitting yourself to the law?'


'It's the right thing to do, when we do things the right way, God can help us.' 


'Damn it!' Henry had pushed a wrong button with his last words. Tarasha cursed in anger as she pushed the brakes all of a sudden. The car screeched and Henry hit his head against the airbag . The vehicle following behind would have hit them from if not for the experience of the driver. He quickly pulled his brakes and swerved the car to the pedestrian lane. A mini traffic jam was caused as cars began to line up behind them.


Henry turned to look at her face in a questioning manner but she looked less disturbed by what had happened, there was a terrible angry look on her face as she stared blankly through the windscreen. 'What did you do that for?'


'Where was that God when he was killed?' Tarasha asked with a voice filled of rage, she stared thinly outside the car. 'Those two bullet holes I saw on his forehead would be on the foreheads of all those that killed him, I'll present their bodies as sacrifices to God with my hands.'


Some motorists had come out of their cars to see what was happening. One of the was already knocking the glass at the driver's side. Without paying attention to the man knocking, Tarasha reversed the car and drove off. 







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Chapter 2 Part 4



March 12, 2031


The days rolled by slowly but smoothly, Tarasha spent very less time with Henry wven thoygh they now stayed in the same building, and when they met, they only talked about the structures which Tarasha was putting in place to ensure they had a smooth attack on the killers of her brother. Though, Henry still nurtured the idea of not killing them but handing them to the law after making sure they are disgraced, he was scared to talk to Omotara about it. 


Tarasha had been busy setting up structures, she invested the monies she had gotten from hijacking some of her past victim's account so that she'll have something to present as the source of money for which she used to build those structures. She also decided to keep the name, Kimberly E. Alex and use it for official purposes. There was just four more days before the revenge mission starts.


The Vice President had long returned and was back to work, more security protocols had been set up around his residence and he had more officials guarding him closely and even much more from afar, same applied with the President and the new Senate President. 


"Tara," Henry called softly. He hated the silence between them, it was killing him deep inside but he decided to play along because Tara seemed not to be bothered about it or even look affected by it. She had turned suddenly coldtowards him since the day he mentioned 'God' during their conversation. Since then, Henry had been wondering if things would ever be the same and if she would ever be able to live the kind of life she deserved, especially now that she had the fire of  revenge burning inside her.


'Henry,' she called back softly, looking up from the dinning where she was seated. 


'You've not said anything to me since you returned,' Henry got up from the sofa and faced the dinning.


'I said good morning to you,' she replied with a wry smile, her eyebrows gathering together. 


'I mean you've not said anything else,' he said, approaching her slowly. 'You've been avoiding me and you only answer me briefly whenever I ask about the progress of your plans.'


Tarasha drew in a breath and returned her gaze to the laptop on the dinning table, 'What else do I need to tell you?' She said without paying attention to him as he stepped into the dinning section.


'Don't you think I feel lonely with the way I'm being neglected?' He asked, resting his hands on the backrest of a dinning chair. 


'Yes, I considered that fact and that's the reason I'm here working at the dinning close to you. You're aware that I prefer staying in the computer room,' she replied and began to type with the laptop's keyboard.


'And you think that would suffice?' Henry asked in a sad tone.


She stopped abruptly and let out a deep breath, then she turned her gaze to his face, she seemed tired of the conversation already. She wanted to say something more hurtful but her heart melted as she saw the look on his face. She sighed and took her gaze away, not liking the feeling of guilt that was building in her mind. 'What else do you want me to do?' She asked and continued typing. 


'Isn't there a reason you brought me out?'


She paused again and took a glance at his face, 'A reason like?'


'Didn't you say you need me out to get back to the killers of Uncle Jeffery?' 


'I didn't say anything like that,' she replied. She tried to harden her heart as she fixed her look to his face, she didn't want to be broken by his pure and innocent looking face. 'What I said was I needed to get you out, so that I can focus on killing everyone of them, I don't need you for anything.' She said coldly and turned her face back to the laptop. 


Henry's shoulder's dropped at he pondered again on her words, he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. 'Then I think you should allow me go,' he tried to speak boldly but his voice failed him.


'Go where?' She looked at him with a smirk. 


'Take me back to the prison where you took me from or better still, take my life; that's something you've wanted to do for a long time.'


'Oh, please Henry!' She said, closing her laptop. 'I don't have time for this kind of conversation now.' With that she walked away from his presence. 


________


Inspector General Rikau could hear sounds of laughter erupting from the living room as he approached. He wondered who the Vice President's visitors were. He had seen only one strange car in garage, so he thought it would be only one visitor but he could hear more than two voices.


'So did you select him thinking that he'll be more interested because his father had almost become a victim?' Chief Elvis Richards asked. He was sitting comfortably in a settee, putting on a light shirt and the trouser of a track suit. The walking stick which he now used to support himself rested on a footstool close to him. Seated opposite him was Agent Tim, dressed in a black suit and white inner shirt, he looked relaxed and jovial just like the vice President. James was also seated in the living room, dressed in the same manner as Agent Tim, he had a more serious look on.


'No sir, he was the most qualified person for the job, Dakolo himself recomended him before he was kicked out.' Agent Tim replied.


'Its good Dakolo was kicked out, he was never cooperative...' Chief Elvis was saying when the Inspector General walked in. 'Oh! Here comes the boss himself,' he smiled happily on seeing Chief Rikau. James and Agent Tim got up simultaneously and saluted the IG. 


'Good afternoon sir,' they said in unison. 


IG Rikau replied with a smile and a mock salute, proceeding towards the vice President. 'Good afternoon your Excellency,' he saluted.


'Good afternoon Rikau,' Chief Elvis replied. 'Please take your seat.'


Chief Rikau settled into the sofa beside James, 'How are you James?' He asked as he unbuttoned his suit jacket.


'Fine sir, thanks.' James replied with a brief smile. 


'Okay, now that the Inspector General is here, I'll leave him to do the talking. He knows some things that we don't know, he has also been working with external forces on this case.' Chief Elvis said. 


'Which external force?' James asked with a frown. 


____


'What's up girl?' Cole asked Aisha as she strolled into his room. He was seated at the end of the bed, resting his back against the headboard. He had on a white singlet and brown shorts. He was focused on what was being showed on TV, it was the trailer of a new movie, The Airegin Mafias, a Romance and Action Thriller. Aisha was putting on a short top which stopped above the abdomen and a bumshort.


'I just finished preparing lunch,' she replied him and sat into the bed at the same side he was seated. She took off her slippers and laid on the bed, placing her head on his laps. 


'Did you say lunch?' He asked, rubbing his belly but his eyes was still fixed to the television screen. 


'Yes, lunch.'


'Oh Great! I've been expecting that,' he said, taking his eyes off the TV, now that the trailer had finished airing. He rubbed his fingers on her lips, staring at her face with a questioning smile. 'You've been frequenting my room these days, I hope I'm safe.'


She smiled and stared up at him, 'Are you scared of what I could do to you?'


'Scared? What can you do?' He asked, trying to supress a smile. 


'You don't know what I can do?' She asked in a surprised tone.


'I don't know, please  tell me.'


She ignored him and rolled fully into the bed. 'What?' She said in a scolding tone as she caught his eyes feasting on her exposed thighs. 'You better go eat your food before it gets cold,' she added. 


'Oh! You're right,' Cole got up as his stomach made a funny sound in reaction to Aisha's mention of food. 'I hope the boss and...' He paused and reduced his volume, 'and her boyfriend are not there anymore.'


'Haha...' Aisha burst into laughter. 'They've left the living room but I'll tell them you said they were lovers.'


'Who said anything?' He eyed her mockingly and put on his sandals, he was whistling a tone as he proceeded out of the room. 


Aisha stared for some minutes at the TV, she wasn't interested in the music show going on and began to search for the remote control. She found it beside his phone by the headboard but instead of taking the remote control, she took the phone. She tapped the power button and the lights came on, it was unlocked. He was previously browsing on his phone and was on one of her favourite websites , Nairacountry.com .


'Hmm...' She smiled to herself as she scrolled up to see his username on the website. Cole had always lied to her that he wasn't a fan of the site, so it would feel good stalking with his username. He was sure he'll be a notorious personality online especially at the sexuality section.  She was disappointed when it got to the top and she discovered that he was browsing as a guest and the page had been loaded since 9:16am. She clicked on refresh button and scrolled down to see the new updates on the site. 


The first topic was "Security Summit ends in Lagos", she was uninterested, so she scrolled to the next. The topic below was " Nairacountry user hangs out with writers on Youngicee", she was about to open when her eyes met with the headline two topics below, "Who has seen Mr and Mrs Bello? (See Photos)". One of those kidnapper's works again, she thought as she saw it. She could have ignored but for her surname which the missing people shared. She clicked on the heading and the news displayed. The missing couple were her parents.

Chapter 2 Part 5



'Parents of the infamous suspect, Aisha Bello of the Samantha Osman group have been missing from their home for more than five days. Mr and Mrs Bello had left home on Saturday evening after telling the neighbors that they were going for their usual evening Bible study meeting at the church in the next street, since then they had not been seen to have returned home. Efforts to reach them by telephone proved abortive as their lines have been switched off since then. The daughter from Ibadan had since returned to join in the search for her parents after being alerted by the neighbours, the only son of the family has also been alerted and has arrived from his base in Kano state as at the time of this report. 


It should be recalled that the family has been confirmed to lost all contacts with Aisha and have been unaware of her whereabouts and occupation for more than ten years. 


We encourage any citizen who has information about the parent's whereabouts to report to the closest police station to them.' 


Aisha heartbeat increased speedily as she read the news. Though she had been away from her family and had not heard from any of them for years, she always wanted to hear of their well being only. She picked up the phone and rushed out panicking.


'Cole, I've got a problem.' She announced as she approached the dining room. 


Cole paused for a second to look at her face, he still had unchewed food particles in his mouth. 'What's the matter?' He asked and rushed up the rest of the food in his mouth. 


'Here, my parents have been kidnapped.' She said trying to turn on the phone's screen. 


'How? How did fine out and where did you see it?' Cole patiently swallowed the food and took a cup of water, wondering if she had really heard of her parent's kidnap or she was just hallucinating, it seemed more like the latter to him. 


'This is my dad and mum, they went missing since Saturday,' she said shakily as she showed him the page on the browser. 


He sniffed in and scrolled down to read the news, it took him less than a minute to finish reading. He stared at thepictures for some seconds before looking up. Aisha was staring intently at his face like he had the solution to her problem. 


'Ermm... What do we do now?' He blurted out as he had nothing else coming into head. 


'I don't know, that's why I'm showing you.' She replied. 


'Ehen...' He stammered as he thought of what to do. 'Ermm... I think we should try reach some of your siblings, let's check the thread again and see if we can find any useful information.' He added and picked up the phone again. He turned on the screen and scrolled down to see comments below the post. 


'Na who dey kidnap Assassin Papa and Mama? You dey sure say no she kidnap them?' the first comment read. He scrolled down again. 'Good job by the police, I'm sure that they police have the parents in custody just to make Aisha Bello come out of the hiding.' the second reply read. 'I think I saw these people around my area this week,' the third reply. 'The police are unserious people, I went with the little information I have and non was ready to listen to me, I think they kidnapped the assassin's parents themselves and they're expecting the assassin to show up,' the fourth reply read. Aisha had gotten up when she saw that Cole was engrossed in it and was reading the comments with him. 


'Is there anyway we can contact this guy that says he has little information about them?' Cole asked, looking up Aisha who was now standing by his side.


'Yes, we can send the person a personal message.' Aisha replied and collected the phone. She clicked on the monicker and waited for it to load. The profile of the person loaded, she scrolled down the person's topics and paused a little to check the profile picture, a young simple looking man flashed his teeth pleasantly in it. She scrolled down, searching for the 'send pm' link, that was when she remembered that she had to be logged in first to access that feature. She quickly scrolled up and clicked on the loginbutton.


______


'We have two personal messages and ten mentions, ' Stainless spoke aloud, navigating the browser with the mouse of the desktop in his hand. 


'Any useful one?' Don asked, proceeding towards him. He was bare chested and had a towel hung around his neck, he had just finished taking care of his beards, not forgetting that he needs to always remain unrecognizable as the wanted Daniel Ogbighe.


'I've replied the first personal message we got to open the conversation and I'm just about to reply the second,' Stainless replied him. 


'Okay, what about the mentions?' Don asked. 


'No useful mentions except some people hurling insults at the poster for not reporting to the appropriate quarters,' Stainless said.


'Let's hope we succeed with this,' Don said, wiping the back of his neck with the towel. 


'If we don't get it now, we'll keep making posts that'll hit the front page until we get the desired result.'


'I hope that happens soon,' Don said and took a seat beside Stainless. Stainless scrolled down the thread checking for more replies to the post, after reading for few minutes. He navigated to the next tab where he had his mailbox opened.


'Oh!' he exclaimed as a new message popped. 'We've got a new message from the moniker IshyBabe,' he announced. 


'IshyBabe?' Don mentioned and held his breath briefly, the moniker sounded a bell to him. He turned to look into the screen, 'I think we've found the target, track the sender's location.' 


'Okay, let me...'


'Please just let me handle it, I'm hundred percent sure that IshyBabe is Aisha's moniker.' Don said, signaling for Stainless to allow him continue with the laptop.


'Alright,' Stainless quickly typed in somethings and tapped the enter button before rising up.


____


James sat in his office pondering on the meeting he had the day before with his father, Agent Tim and the Inspector General. He wondered why so much secrets about the case were hidden with them. His father and the Inspector General had spoken like people who had so much knowledge about Samantha Osman but they were unwilling to release the information to the police as an organization. 


**Flashback**


'Thank you sir,' Chief Rikau thanked the Vice President as he adjusted himself properly on the seat and cleared his throat. 'We now know who Samantha Osman is, we don't know her real identity yet but we've seen her work closely with us. It's just that we didn't find out at the right time, but it's not too late yet.' he paused and adjusted himself again. 'She worked at the 'NSCC but has left now. Like you also know, no one at the NSCC seems to have information about her whereabouts...'


'But why hasn't she been declared wanted already?' James cut in, taking glances at the other discussants' faces. 'Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I don't just understand where you're coming from.'


'You don't need to understand where we're coming from, as far as you understand where we are going to,' the Vice President replied him and signaled for Chief Rikau to continue.


'We've not declared her wanted because we've not been able to link her to any crime yet, that's why the police even hasn't received any information,' Chief Rikau decided to explain to James.


James still looked as confused as before, he stared at Agent Tim's face to see if Agent Tim could comprehend the Inspector General words but Agent Tim just had an expressionless look on. 'If she hasn't been linked to any crime, how are we sure she's the one?'


'She actually has been linked to a crime,' Inspector General Rikau replied. 'She was with the Vice President the day he was shot.'


'Oh! I think that's good enough for the police to work with,' James said in a confident tone. 'You can allow us to work with that information from your personal investigation team.'


'No, the police can't work with it now.' Inspector General Rikau said. 'Let's just pretend that the fact doesn't exist.'


'I don't understand...' James tried to argue.


'Look here James, you don't have to understand. After being attacked by Samantha Osman, I launched a personal investigation team and they've done so much already.' the Vice President cut in harshly. 'I think I'll just go straight to the point of the whole story,' he said before picking up his walking stick. 'Since the case has been transferred to you and Agent Tim, I and the Inspector General thought it would be wise for you to know about our personal Investigation team, this team is non governmental and even in plain words, illegal. That's why we can't involved them with the police. But as you know, you've got to use desperate measures for desperate times. We don't want you to come into the way of our personal investigators, so that you won't be a victim, that's why we called this meeting.' chief Elvis said in a dismissive tone and got up with the aid of his walking stick. He walked out of the living room, leaving a confused Agent Tim and James with the Inspector General.


______


Chief Elvis sat relaxing on a rocking chair, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the fresh air in the garden. All through his medical stay in the united States, he kept having nightmares of a masked young girl coming after him. Sometimes she would appear to him and only threaten him about the nemesis coming, other times she would warn him to stop his wicked ways so that his death would be less gruesome. He didn't understand the nightmares until the Inspector General called one afternoon to inform him about them locating the assassin's house. The Inspector General also told him that her backbone was Jeffery Danjuma, the first son of late Dr Danjuma. Jeffery was one of their lucky victims who was granted pardon from prison after being wrongly convicted and sentenced to life imprisonment for his involvement in terrorism. 


Chief Rikau explained to him how they had met Jeffery in Samantha's house in her absence and how Jeffrey had spoken to Don and Stainless about Kimberly who worked at the NSCC to be his sister 


**Flashback**


Jefa's Death


Jefa was laying flat on the three seater sofa in the living room, reading from his mother's diary when the doorbell sounded. He paused to listen if he was hearing correctly and it sounded again. He rose up slowly, wondering who could be at the door as he wasn't expecting anyone except for Omotara who would never use the doorbell as she had her keys with her always. 


He proceeded to the door, still with the diary in his hand, one finger placed where he was reading. He checked through the peephole, he saw two unknown men standing outside. 'Who's it?' he asked. 


'PHCN,' one of the men replied. 


'PHCN, at this time of the day?' Jefa asked himself. He looked through the peephole again to check the men, there was nothing suspicious about them. He touched the key and wanted to turn it but another thought came into his mind. They could be the police, he wondered, peeping through the hole again. He finally decided to open the door, knowing that if they were officers, they could get angry he left them waiting. 


He opened the door and popped out his head, 'What can I do for you sirs?'


'Please, we want to see the owner of the apartment.' one of the guys replied. 


'Oh! She's not back from work yet,' Jefa replied. 


'Okay, do you stay here with her?'


'Yes, I'm her elder brother.'


'Oh! You're Kimberly's elder brother?'


'Kimberly?' Jefa stared in surprise. 


'Or is Kimberly not her name?' the man began to trace somethings on a paper in his hand, putting it close to his eyes as if he was searching for the real name. 


'Her name is Tara,' Jefa unsuspecting said. 


'Tarasha?' 


'No Omotara,' Jefa replied. 


'She works at the NSCC?'


'Yes.'


'Wow Wow Wow!' Someone exclaimed in a loud voice, clapping with his hands as he approached. 


Jefa stepped out a little bit to see who it was. His eyes met with Chief Rikau as the man appeared from the left side of building. 


'You? What are you doing here?' Rikau asked in an angry tone. 


'Get inside man,' Don said, pushing him inside the house with force. They kicked the door open and the first two men entered. The Inspector General walked in thirty seconds later. Jefa had fallen and was sitting on the floor, wondering what was happening. 


'Bring him to the middle,' Chief Rikau said to Don as he walked into the living room and proceeded to sit on a sofa. Don and Stainless dragged Jefa violently and placed him in front of the IG after dragging the center table away. 


'So what do you think you're doing? Having a family revenge right?' the IG began after Jefa was placed at his front. 


'You fool, what have you come to do here?' Jefa cursed got up, trying to attack the Inspector General. He was stopped by Don and Stainless who dealt him huge blows that sent him sprawling on the floor. 


'I've come to take your life and that of your sister's whom you send always...' 


'We don't have much time,' Rex's voice interrupted, he was just coming in through the door. 'Do what you want to do quickly.'


Jefa took a glance at the new person with the voice, the person had his face partly masked. He picked up the diary again as he tried to rise in pain. The IG was already pointing a gun at him. 


Jefa froze and stared at the IG with an expressionless look, 'You can kill me if you want to but I know that the blood of my parents and mine would cry out loud until the day you die disgracefully.'


'Shut up, Idiot!' Chief Rikau cursed and released two shots into Jefa's head. Jefa fell back to the floor lifelessly. 


'I thought we were going to take him,' Rex said in an alarmed tone, rushing to towards the IG.  


'No need for that,' the IG replied, he took out a pen and a paper and squatted beside the dead body. 




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Chapter 2 Part 6


'Is there any way you could also reach your siblings?' Cole asked, staring at Aisha's face after they had sent the personal message.

'No, I don't have their contacts anywhere.' she replied.

'I just think we need to confirm from them before we take any step,' Cole said thoughtfully. 'It may just be as one of the replies have suggested; it may be a ploy to bring you out of hiding.'

'But whatever it is, I have to come in to ensure that my parents suffer.' Aisha said defensively.

'No Aisha, you may not have to come in,' Cole said, trying as much as possible not to hurt her with his words. 'You may not come in if it is something that can be handled by the police and your siblings.'

'So are you saying I should leave it to the police and my siblings to handle?' A notification beep sounded on Aisha's phone, she ignored it and locked back the screen.

'Yes, or...' Cole paused and stared straight into her eyes. 'What do you want to do?'

Aisha was weakened by the question, she hadn't thought of it yet and really did not know what to do. 

'The mission we're about to start is very crucial and important to Tarasha and I wonder what would happen if you make mistakes in the tasks she gives you,' Cole added.

Aisha heaved a sigh, Cole was right, maybe she was getting unnecessarily worked up. Imagine that she had abandoned her family for years without caring enough to call or ask about anyone but now she wants to become the superhero who would rescue her parents from kidnappers.

'Did I hear my name here?' Tarasha's voice sounded, startling the both of them.

'Ermm... Boss,' Cole feigned an unnecessary smile as he rose to his feet. Aisha also tried to put on a smile too. 'Nothing really boss, we were just talking.'

Tarasha stared at both of them suspiciously, sensing their tensed mood. 'Are you sure there's no problem?' she asked.

'Yes, there's none.' Cole replied while Aisha remained quiet.

'Okay then,' she flashed a look at the duo's faces before turning back.

_______

'Sir, I've been expecting your call since I resumed this morning,' James began, barely settling into the visitor's seat. 'I didn't understand everything that was said at the meeting with the Vice President, I believe you would explain better to me since you still spoke with the Inspector General after the meeting.'

Agent Tim pretended not to hear anything James said, he kept his eyes fixed to the file he was skimming through. It took him another minute before he finally looked up. 'James, the only thing required of us is our cooperation. The Vice President and IG has a special investigation crew working for them. The NIS and CIB are also cooperating  with them,' he said.

'Yes sir, I understand that but...' he paused, trying to find suitable words to express himself. 'I'm wondering why their efforts can't be merge with the force's effort. I mean even if they don't want the team to work with the police, they should allow the team work with the NIS.'

'That has been explained already, their investigation team is not one backed by the law, so their works can be merged with the force's work.'

'That is what I don't really understand,' James adjusted himself and took another seating position to show his seriousness. 'Why should the Inspector General and the Vice President be using an illegal team?'

'Shut up James! You ask too many questions. Can't you consider the fact that your father is involved in this?' Agent Tim blasted.

'Sir, whether it's my father or not, we have to do things the right way.' James insisted.

'Just keep quiet now,' Agent Tim commanded. 'It's better you keep your ideas to yourself and work with us or you get into trouble if you don't. Even your Dad has promised not to interfere in what would be the consequences you may face if you choose to be uncooperative.'

'Sir, I don't intend to oppose you or anybody...'

'Get out of my office,' Agent Tim said dismissively and turned to his computer.

James quietly rose up and walked out of the office, having so many unanswered questions in mind. He wondered what kind of team his father and the Inspector General had gathered, why it was secret and termed legal. Could it be that his father had something to hide?

_________

In a fairly lit room, the Vice President sat quietly in a leather chair with a long backrest, he had two heavy men standing at both sides of his chair. The Inspector General not too far from him, on a high stool with his feet far above the ground. Rex was standing at the window side, resting his back against the burglary proof and gripping one of the horizontal rods of the burglary with his palm. He had his left foot placed against the wall and the right on the ground. His face could not be clearly seen as he had his back to the room's source of light, the slightly opened curtain.

'Rex, I think it's better to work with him.' the Vice President said to Rex, 'him' referring to the Inspector General. 'He knows this people well and can help you with a lot of knowledge that you may need.'

The Inspector General's face could been seen brightened up with a look of confidence  even in the dark; here was the Vice President vouching for him in the presence of arrogant Rex.

'I don't work alongside with anybody, I only get people to work for me. He can only work for me under the same conditions as Dan and Stain.' Rex replied.

'Oh no! That's ridiculous, you mean I should become your boy?' Chief Rikau blurted out, flashing a quick look at Rex and the Vice President.

'See Rex, that won't be possible. He's the Inspector General of the nation,' the Vice President said in a calm tone.

'Then I don't need him for anything, you've employed me to kill Samantha Osman and that I can do without anyone. All you need to do is to provide me with every information needed,' Rex answered.

The Vice President paused to think for some minutes before giving his verdict, 'Rikau,' he called in a gruff tone. Chief Rikau flashed a look at him and stepped down slowly from the stool. 'Just tell him all he needs to know. He's a professional, I think that's all he needs to give us a good job.' the Vice President supported himself with the walking stick and rose up.

_____

'Cole, my personal message has been replied.' Aisha said, after few minutes when the boss left. She just took out her phone and unlocked it after remembering the notification sound she heard earlier.

'Huh? So soon?' Cole asked in surprise. 'How did you get it?'

'In my mailb...' Aisha's word slowly faded away as her eyes met with something. She focused on the phone for twenty seconds, her hands suddenly turned weak and the phone dropped from her hands to the table.

Cole quickly picked the phone and stared into it, a video was playing, probably what she had downloaded from the message gotten. He rewound the clip. There was no sound but the visuals were clear enough, an elderly couple who Cole believed to Aisha's parents were being tortured brutally in the video. The video ended with a banner displaying the logo of the Nanl Gang.

'Shi*t!' Cole cursed as he put down the phone. 'But Don really thinks he can defeat Tarasha?' he asked rhetorically. Aisha's head was laid on the table and she was already sobbing.

Cole could do nothing but pity her, he couldn't even find words to console her. He wondered how Aisha would be feeling; after several years of being away from her family and being the reason for the family's bad name, her parents were being tortured because of her again.

He wished he could speak to Tarasha about the situation but she had already warned severally that nothing, no matter what it was should disturb the mission they were about to start. But was it going to be possible for Aisha to work well, knowing that her parents were being tortured because of her?

Cole was still deep in thoughts when Aisha's phone beeped again, she raised up her head to take the phone but he reached it before her. He swiped it open and closed the video window, another mail from the same sender had been delivered. The body of the mail was just, 'AND THIS IS FOR YOUR FRIEND' but it had another video attached to it.

He clicked on the video icon and it downloaded within five seconds and played automatically. Aisha rose up anxiously to see what it was. There was another aged couple being tortured again, in the same manner as they did to the Bello's. Aisha didn't understand the video at first until she looked at Cole's face. Cole did not need to say anything before she realized that the other couple were his parents.

'Is anything the matter?' Tarasha voice startled them again as she appeared back to the dining with a tray of food in her hand.

'Nothing,' Cole tried to pretend but she was unconvinced.

Tarasha dropped the tray on the table and turned to Cole's side, 'Can I take a look at the phone?' she said, more in a commanding tone. Cole handed over the phone to her reluctantly.

She clicked the play button and watched in silence for fifteen minutes, 'Who are these people? And why are they being tortured?'

'Those are my parents,' Cole replied sadly. 'They also have Aisha's parents there too.' he said and rose up to play the first clip for her.'

Tarasha's face remained expressionless, 'So who is torturing them?' she asked in a cold tone.

'Don Dan, he heads the Nanl Gang,' Cole replied with a sigh as he stared at her face hopelessly. He knew she had her mind on her mission and wasn't going to let anything disturb her, even the cold manner she had answered with after revealing whose parents the couples were clearly showed that she wasn't ready to waste time on the issue.

'So Don Dan has gone for your parents?' she said with a chuckle that sounded devilish. 'What are you planning to do about it?'

'Ermm...' Cole stammered as he tried to put words together. He needed to be careful so as not to annoy her.

'Are you planning to rescue them?' Tarasha cut while he was still stammering.

'Huh?' Cole's eyes widened at her. His answer should have been 'Yes' on a normal day but he had to keep in the think deeply on it now.

'Are you planning to help them?' Tarasha reiterated.

'Ermm... Boss, we're starting our mission on Monday, we can't...'

'Don't be a fool!' Tarasha scolded. 'You're going to abandon your family for the mission? Come on, we can do that later, you go deal with Don Dan first.'

Cole's and Aisha's faces brightened up, they almost didn't believe what they were hearing. They exchanged glances amongst each other, wondering if the boss really meant what she said.

Tarasha dropped the phone and walked back slowly to her food, wondering if she had just said the right thing. She knew a lot had changed for her, few months to this, she wouldn't have said the same thing but now she had a fresh feeling of what it meant to lose someone dear and wouldn't like for them to experience the same.


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Chapter 2 Part 7




'Boss, we've gotten her message now and we've sent the videos. What we're waiting for is her reply to the videos.' Don said into the phone. 


'Okay, I just rounded up a meeting with the InspectorGeneral and he gave me some details I'll be working on. So I'll leave you to work on getting Tarasha's two workers.' Rex said. 


'Alright Rex,' Don replied. 


'Make sure you feed me with details,' Rex concluded and the call ended. 


'So what's the plan?' Stainless asked as he approached Don with two Mr Biggs polythene bags in his hands containing food packs. Don was still sitting at the table with the laptop. 


'No change in plan yet,' Don answered. 


'Don't you think Tarasha may want to interfere?'


'You mean with Aisha and Cole's parents?' 


'Yes,' Stainless replied and sat close to Don. He handed over one of the bags to Don and placed his on the table


'The boss says she won't interfere,' Don replied. 


'The boss says,' Stainless repeated and chuckled again. 'She might just show up surprisingly.'


'No, I think the boss is right. She would know that she is the main target and wouldn't want to show up but Cole and Aisha would be desperate to save their parents. It's their desperation we want to take advantage of in this plot and we should not expect to deal with Tarasha.'


'Well... Anyhow you say it,' Stainless said, giving up on arguing. He opened the plastic rubber containing the food and wiped the spoon with the neatly folded tissue paper. 'What about Stone, when is he coming?' Stainless asked before taking his first spoon of the fried rice.


'Oh! That boy? Let me even call him to find out where he is now,' Don said and picked his phone on the table, trying to move the laptop with the other hand. 'Stone, where the F are you?'


'Homey relax,' Stone replied in a gruff voice. 'I'm on my way to Nigeria, I won't miss the downfall of that girl for anything in the world.' 


'Where are you exactly?' Don asked. 


'I'm in Nigeria already, I entered by bus and I was planning to call you when I get into an hotel.' 


'Are you in Lagos already?'


'Yes, we passed the borders of contonou about thirty minutes ago. I think I'm in Badagry now,' Stone replied. 


'Okay, holla me when you get to Mile 2, I'm in Lagos too.' Don said and hung up. 'He's on his way,' he said to Stainless who was already eating. He dragged his own pack of food closer and was about to open when his phone's screenedturned on and it sounded. He swiped it open to see the notification. He smiled as his eyes met with the message and pushed the food aside. 'We've gotten a reply from Aisha,' he said with a crooked smile and pulled the laptop closer. He input the security password to unlock the system and clicked open his mail application. He stopped for ten seconds to read her reply. 


'Daniel, what do you want?' he smiled as he read to himself. 'She's asking me what I want,' he said aloud to Stainless.


_______


The Boss' word had lifted their spirits and given them more confidence.  Aisha had quickly typed her message to Don immediately while the boss was still seated at the dining and eating. Cole had also resumed his food, he and Aisha were hundred percent sure of defeating Don, especially when they had Tarasha's support. 


Henry walked into the living room with his laptop noisily, attracting the attention of those at the dining. Tarasha flashed a look at him and their eyes met, she felt a pinch of guilt and quickly hid her eyes while Henry continued to one of the sofas. 


'Has he been served?' Tarasha asked Aisha in a low voice. 


'Yes, he wanted it in his room.' Aisha replied. 


'Okay,' Tarasha flashed another look at him, he wasn't looking towards them anymore, already seated and trying to balance his laptop.


'Boss, don't you think it's dangerous having him around especially when you say he's not going to work with us?' Cole began in low tones, he paused briefly to see if Tarasha was listening. She was, she had even paused chewing to listen. 'He poses great danger to us now that he's allowed to use the computer, we all know what he can do with it.' Cole added. 


She let out a breath after Cole finished talking and chewed the remaining food substance in her mouth. 'I don't think Henry can do anything to harm me or to harm any of you.' she said, staring towards where Henry was seating.


Cole stared towards Henry for more than a minute after she had spoken, he could only hope she was right with her confidence in Henry, he decided to focus his mind on rescuing his parents. 


'They want either of us to meet with them secretly in Lagos,' Aisha announced aloud, distracting Tarasha and Cole who were still eating. She then focused her gaze on Cole's face to hear his reply, both of them stared at each other's faces for more than twenty seconds until Cole turned to look at Tarasha's face, Aisha turned to her too. 


'If they want you to meet with them, then go.' Tarasha said as she lifted the spoon to her mouth. 'Go prepared,' she added before taking the content of the spoon into her mouth.


Aisha and Cole returned their gazes to each other's faces. The question in their hearts was which of them would go and meet Don. 


'Both of you can go, but make sure they are only aware of one person's coming.' Tarasha said, as if she read through their thoughts. 


There was a brief silence, Cole had totally lost interest in the food leaving Tarasha to be the only one eating. 'Boss, but how are we going to handle this?' Cole asked in soft tones. 


Tarasha ignored his question and continued to eat, Cole and Aisha just fixed their eyes on her patiently until she was done with the food in two minutes. 'You've learnt enough already to be able to handle Don and his gang,' she said, gently cleaning her lips with tissue paper. 'Just go and get your parents back,' she said as she rose up from the table. She walked away from the dining, leaving her plates behind. She paused when she got to the middle of the living room and paused to stare at Henry, Henry also stared back without saying a word. She bit her lips and let out a short deep breath before walking away.


Cole and Aisha were left alone to make plans and strategies on how they would save their parents. 


'Let's play along with them, tell them you're coming' Cole finally spoke after five minutes of silence and deep thinking.


_____


'I think he's good enough, let him be employed.' Frank said to Mr Sylvester. 


'He seems inexperienced to me,' Sylvester replied.


'But he has passed the tests given to him, his sample works also gives him a good record.' Frank argued. 'I think he should be given a chance.'


'You think?' Frank's colleague stared at him in surprise. 'I believe he deserves the job.'


'You guys are vouching for him already.'


'Yes sir, I think his credentials and samples are really very impressive. The only person that has been that impressive is Miss Kimberly.'


'Okay then, he has a chance to prove himself.'


**20 minutes later**


Frank and Dotun had left the office of NSCC chairman, he now had his eyes fixed to his laptop, he typed occasionally and used the mouse more often. His office line rang, distracting him from his work. 


'Yes...' he answered the call. 


'Sir, Agent James from the police headquarters is here to see you.' his secretary voice sounded. 


'Send him in, I've been expecting his arrival.' Mr Sylvester replied, using one hand on the laptop and the other to hold the phone to his ear. The call ended, he quickly concluded his work on the laptop and relaxed back into his seat to wait for his guest. A knock sounded at his door, few seconds after the call. 'Do come in,' he said into the transmitter. 


The door opened and James stepped in, he closed the door and proceeded to the table at once. Mr Sylvester rose to welcome him. 'Good afternoon Agent James,' he greeted, extending a handshake to him. 


'Good afternoon Chairman sir,' James said, bending a little in curtsy as he took the handshake.


'You may be seated please,' Mr Sylvester motioned him to the visitor's seat politely. 


'Thank you sir,' James replied and sat comfortably. 


'Yea, so what brings you here?' 


'Sir... I need to get some details about Kimberly E. Alex.'


____


5. 30pm



Chief Elvis stood patiently beside his car in the Vice President's garage and stared towards the gate as  the Vice President and his entourage drove in. Two of his security officers were standing behind him by the car. It took the cars about two minutes to drive from the gate of the large compound to the garage. Chief Rikau carefully observed and waited for the cars to halt completely before proceeding towards the car which carried the Vice President.


'Good evening sir,' Chief Elvis greeted as he got to the owner's side of the car where Chief Elvis was seated. 


'Good evening Rikau,' Chief Elvis replied, the door to his side had been opened and he already had one leg outside and his walking stick to help him step out of the car but he was attending to something on his tablet. He finished with the device a minute later and handed it over to the security officer standing beside the door before stepping out from the car. 


He was simply dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, the top two buttons of the shirt was off exposing the white singlet under. The toe cap of his shiny shoes carried dust on them. 


Chief Rikau stared at the Vice President patiently, waiting for the man to give a go ahead. 


'Rikau, you called that you wanted to see me.' Chief Elvis said as he began to walk towards the house entrance along with Rikau.


'Yes sir, I wanted to talk to you about James. He's not cooperating,' the Inspector General began in a bitter tone. 'I got information that he went to the NSCC headquarters today.'


'What did he go there for?' Chief Elvis asked in a surprise tone.


'I'm not so sure sir, but I think it'll be to find out more about Kimberly.' Chief Rikau replied. 


'I thought that boy would consider the fact that his father is involved in this,' the Vice President stopped and heaved a sigh. 'I even have worst news.'


'What news is that sir?' a thick frown appeared on Rikau's face. 


'I'm just returning from the Presidential quarters, I had a meeting with President Emeka. His CSO and the CSA were also present.' Chief Elvis spoke slowly while Chief Rikau kept staring at him impatiently. 'I was asked to hands off Samantha's case and allow the NIS and police continue their job without my interference.'




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[color=#006600][/color]Think I'd have to read from the start.