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CHAPTER 5 Part 7

I started my exams already, Thank you all for your kind wishes. Like I said before during this period, there may be no updates or short ones, so bear with me if I'm not able to make the next one.

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Stephanie was left in her quiet and pensive mode for close to two hours before the police returned. They had left her to brood upon the details of their last interrogation before returning to the ward to fill her with more words. The last two hours had been used to interrogate both Aisha and Cole's parents and also make them accept not to reveal to anyone the fact that Samantha Osman saved them from the kidnappers.


'Hey Steph,' Inspector Mac greeted, trying to fake a smile.

Stephanie stared at him silently without replying, she sat up in the bed and then slowly climbed down to the chair she sat on when they questioned her the other time.

'Good afternoon Inspector,' she greeted as she adjusted the slippers on her feet.

'I was told you had your lunch already,' Inspector Mac returned, with another smile.

'Yes,' she replied briefly without looking at him. He dragged a chair to her front sat on it. 'You have more questions for me, right?' she asked.

'No Miss Stephanie, I'm not here to ask you more questions. I'm here to discuss something important with you and seek for your cooperation and help.'

'What kind of help can I offer you?' she questioned, raising her eyebrows.

'Good, I think you're willing to help.' Inspector Mac remarked with another smile. He noticed a frown appeared on her face in response to his smile and he quickly faded off the smile. He knew she was beginning to suspect his cunningness because he wasn't smiling earlier during the questioning segment. He cleared his throat and adjusted his seating position to a serious posture, 'Steph, do you know the reason for your kidnap by that cult group?'

'No, I do not really know but it cannot be far from the crusade against cultism that I lead.'

'Is that the only thing you can point to?' he asked, squinting straight into her eyes.

'I don't really know what else could be the cause, I think the best people to get the answer from are the culprits.' she said.

'You're right, we already questioned the surviving culprits and the betrayal but none of them seems to know what the real reason is. The only person who they claimed should have known is Ojo who has already been killed by Samantha Osman.' Inspector Mac paused to take in a breath. 'But we discovered that everything everything is connected with Samantha Osman, Samantha Osman works with cultists, helps to breed them in various schools and use them for her evil works. Samantha Osman used to work with Ojo...' he paused again to see if he was making any effect. He noticed she was listening keenly and staring intently at him with her eyes partly closed.

'But why did she kill him if they were working together?' she cut in as he was about to continue.

'I was about to explain that,' he licked his lips briefly. 'She doesn't work with him directly but with the notorious Nanl Gang who directly works with cult groups in different schools. The Nanl Gang was the Gang that kidnapped Aisha Bello's parents and the parent of a man who is also a member of Samantha Osman's gang. Those are the old people that came here with you. The reason for this kidnap has been discovered to be a disagreement between the Nanl Gang and Samantha Osman. So Samantha Osman only came there to fight the Nanl Gang who Ojo and his cult works for. There she met Ojo and killed him, not because she had pity for you but because she was angry with the Nanl Gang. The truth is if not for her disagreement with the Nanl Gang, she wouldn't have done anything when she saw Ojo trying to molest you, she would have watched while he carried out the act and probably laugh with him until he finishes and kills you...'

'You lie,' Stephanie interrupted with a loud voice. 'You're making up a big lie and I can't be deceived by what you're saying,' she voiced angrily.

Inspector Mac stared thinly at her and shook his head briefly, 'Do you want to tell me you know her more than I do? You only met her last night and you think you know her more than the police does? The Police have been after her for months and I know what I'm taking about. That lady is a criminal and she never has any good intention for anything or anyone.'

'No,' she responded defensively. 'She could have killed me after killing Ojo but she did not, she didn't leave me to die bleeding too, she brought me here to get treated and you say she did with a bad intention?'

'Yes, look at me.' he said, gesturing for her to look straight to his face. 'Samantha had other plans for bringing you here, just like she does for the rest of her victim. She acts like a nice person and end up using them to do something very bad.'

'No, no,' Stephanie mumbled repeatedly under her breath and then louder, shaking her head from left to right as she did. She stopped and stared straight at Inspector Mac's face, 'I saw it in her eyes, she was visibly angry at Ojo because of what he tried to do to me.'

'You can't be so sure of that,' Mac opposed.

'I am hundred percent sure,' she said, nodding her head slowly.

'It's okay, but what we want from you right away is to keep it hidden for now. Don't let the press or anyone know Samantha Osman brought you out of the place...'

'But she did...'

'Shhh... Listen to me. If you make her look like a saviour, she would gain sympathy from the public and they may end up allowing her to take advantage of them to perpetuate evil.'

Stephanie was quiet.

'Have you heard me?'

'Yes. Sorry but if and when I have to tell the story,I will say the whole truth about it.'

'Oh!' inspector Mac glanced at the officer beside him and both of them exchanged signs with their eyes. 'I have to go now to see what else I can find,' he said as he rose from his seat. 'I advise you not to put your trust in a criminal.'

With that Inspector Mac walked out with the other officer and they began to talk about the case.



'Since we've tried our best in letting her keep shut, we should just allow the doctor give her that drug.' the officer said to Inspector Mac.

'Yes, we have no option than to make her forget everything.'

A doctor greeted as he walked past their side but they were too busy with their conversation to reply him and notice he was headed for Stephanie's ward.

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Stephanie's look shifted towards the door as it opened and a Doctor walked in. Her eyes met with the doctor's and he greeted her with a smile. She had not seen him before so she didn't reply.

'How are you doing Steph?' he said as he proceeded towards her.

'Fine,' she replied briefly, staring intently at his face, trying to recall if she had seen him before.

He smiled as he noticed her intent stare at his face. 'I can see you're doing fine, you're looking much better than you were brought in.' he remarked as he walked past her and stopped by the bed. He bent down and stretched his hand under the bed, he took out something and dropped it into the pocket of his coat not allowing her see what it was. 'I had one of my patients here before they had to move her in and move you here,' he stopped at her front, knowing she would require an explanation for what he did under the bed. 'I kept something to listen to my patient's body movement under the bed and that's what I took out,' he said, bringing out a magnetic material from the same pocket and displaying it in his palms to her. He smiled as he returned the material and began to walk out of the room.

Stephanie sat and watched him leave, not convinced with his explanation, she stood up to check under the bed after he was gone. She didn't find anything there and decided to remain on the chair until a doctor she recognizes comes to ascertain that the bed was safe.

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He took out the two materials from his pocket as he climbed down the stairs and transferred one of them into the left pocket of his trousers. He stopped at the first landing to take off the doctor's coat, he folded it and dropped it on floor neatly. From his right pocket, he took out a earpiece and connected it to the device left in his hands and the ear tips in his ears. A green light appeared on the head of the device, showing that it was connected. He turned it to the surface and clicked on the play button.

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'How many boys do you have?' a voice from a face covered with mask asked. Don was standing closest to him while Stone and stainless were behind the dining table with the other boys working with them standing too. They were listening and awaiting the next instruction from the masked man who seemed to be Don's boss and automatically their boss.

Stainless watched and listen, hiding his anger under his straight face. He was embittered by the Rex's continued close working with Don even though Don had failed and had to be rescued from the police. He didn't like the situation but he dared not allow it show on his face.

'We are nine in total,' Don answered Rex' question, after taking a quick head count of the men standing including himself.

Rex' use of mask was to hide his identity from the rest of the boys, he even had to use an unusual voice in talking to make sure all chances of the boys' recognition of him anywhere else were eliminated.

'Do you have an idea of how many people Samantha is working with?' Rex looked up to Don's face.

'Aisha Bello should be the only one with her, her second employee is still in our custody, bound in chains in one of the rooms,' Don replied, making a head gesture towards the room Cole was. 'The other person likely to be with them is Henry EG,' he quickly added before Rex could speak.

'So that means we have more men than them?'

'Yes, we do.'

Rex took a brief look at all of the men's faces, one after the other. Then he looked away and dragged the laptop on the table to his front. He typed in the lock code and it opened. After about two minutes of little typing and more clicking, he spoke again. 'How come they are still in the same location?' he asked, turning to Don. 'Or they only dropped the tracker there?'

'It's possible they are still there. That location used to be their operation base before they left Lagos.' Don replied.

Rex looked back to the laptop screen and stayed for few seconds. He turned and looked towards Stainless, 'Do you know the location?' he asked.

'Ermm... Never been there but I can find it,' Stainless answered.

'I'm sure you have been there before,' Rex turned to Don.

'Yes, I have.' Don nodded in affirmation.

'Okay, Stainless stays here with five boys while we go to the place with the rest of the boys.' Rex said. He paused briefly to type in something on the computer. 'Who is Stone?' he looked up, directing his question to Don.

'He is,' Don pointed to Stone who was standing beside Stainless.

'Prepare two vehicles for our movement,' he ordered Stone and dismissed him immediately with a wave of the hand. 'Don, you select the boys to go with us.' he said and rose up from the seat.

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Asokoro, Abuja.

NSCC Headquarters

'Sir, I've not been able to reach him at all, his mobile, work and home lines are switched off,' Dayo said to Mr Sylvester as he walked into the computer room.

'But it's unlike him to just disappear without notice,' Mr Sylvester replied. He had an extremely worried look on his face as he took a glance at his wristwatch.

'Sir, I believe he's fine. He would show up tomorrow if he doesn't before the end of today.' Dayo aid said as he took his seat in front of the computer beside Mr Sylvester's.

'Well, I hope so too.' Mr Sylvester said and turned back to the computer. 'That means you'll have to help him with his duties for now,' he added, taking a brief glance at Dayo.

'Okay, what am I supposed to help him with?' Dayo stopped typing on the keyboard and turned to Mr Sylvester.

'The Abuja police headquarters want a copy of the footage of last night's events at the Rael University area in Lagos.'

'I thought it has been sent to them from the police headquarters in Lagos or who did our office in Lagos send their edit to?'

'They want the full copy,' Mr Sylvester replied. 'Both scenes of activity and non activity.'

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Lagos


Tarasha looked peaceful and calm in her sleeping position on the three seater sofa. She slept thirty minutes after taking the meal and completing the gadge she was coupling.The empty plate and tray had been moved to the kitchen but the bottle of water still remained. She had slept for over one hour thirty minutes.

It seemed her sleep was going to continue peacefully until she heard a little sound at the gate from her sleep. Her eyes popped open immediately and she sat up at once, she stopped moving and waited to hear the sound again. She did and knew at once that someone was trying to open the gate carefully.

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Oyinprince shey ko si update leni ni? mo ti refresh blog eh taya o ti su mi

Thanks for d write up but I thought u have already started ur exams..... Any way all d best

Thanks for the update Baba.
B.luck in your exams

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But I must say oyin you are really good
May God enlarge and empower your knowledge
And Happy Birthday in arrears

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Kudos Oyinprince.

My Tarasha..Best of God in your exams

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Silent for a while now But I must say oyin you are really good May God enlarge and empower your knowledge And Happy Birthday in arrears

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Chapter 5 Part 8

It seemed her sleep was going to continue peacefully until she heard a little sound at the gate from her sleep. Her eyes popped open immediately and she sat up at once, she stopped moving and waited to hear the sound again. She did and knew at once that someone was trying to open the gate carefully.

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8 minutes ago

'This is the place boss,' Don said to Rex, showing the gate to him with his eyes movement.

Rex stared at the device in his hands for a second and then stared back towards the gate. He bit his lips slightly and brushed his eyelids with a finger. 'We can't be sure if she's in or not,' he said as he pulled out a face mask from his bag. 'Do you know if there are cameras around the place?' he asked Don.

'There used to be cameras there before they left, I don't know if the cameras are still present.'

'Okay, you have to do something to check.' Rex said, pulling out a tiny device from his bag. 'Find a way to attach this to the back of the gate, so that we can monitor what's happening inside,' he said as he handed the device to Don.

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'Get up girl,' Tarasha ordered as she entered into room with the schoolbag strapped tightly to her bag. She had a device which looked like a gamepad in her hands, it had a screen in the middle and the buttons by both sides.

'Get up ,' she said again with a stronger command tone as she bent beside the bed where Aisha was sleeping in. She drew out the black bag which had the weapons in it and unzipped it quickly. 'We've got intruders outside,' without looking up, she said to Aisha who was still stretching and rubbing her eyes with the back of her palms.

'Intruders?' Aisha asked as she sprang up to her feet.

'Get up and band your hair, ' Tarasha said to her, done with her selection of guns and now selecting grenades.

'What's the plan now?' Aisha asked as she bundled her hair and held them together with a rubber band.

'Select two revolvers for yourself,' Tarasha said, rising up to her feet. She turned to the wardrobe and pulled out a black jacket. She turned back, took the two revolvers and inserted them into the pockets of her bum shorts.

Aisha rose up after taking the guns but she had a difficulty in keeping them as she only had on a mini skirt and a top with pockets.

'Change into a trouser that has big enough pockets for those guns' Tarasha said on seeing Aisha's dilemma after putting on her own white jacket. She adjusted her bag and picked the gamepad-like device she had dropped on the bed. The dashboard of the opened app displayed an option of several live videos. She selected one and it zoomed in. 'It looks like these guys have planted something around,' she said to Aisha. 'They're still in their vehicles instead of coming to attack,' she looked away from the screen and stared blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds. 'We need to move out of here as soon as possible, I'm guessing they are from a secret government agency that located us somehow.' she looked again to the screen. 'But how do we find a way?'

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**City Gate Hospital**

The nurse quietly arranged the spatula, the ampoule, a nylon of cotton wool and a syringe on the tray. She left it on the table and walked to the other side of the lab to pick a napkin to dry her hand. Another nurse walked into the lab as she returned to the tray. She picked up the tray and proceeded towards the door while the nurse who had just entered proceeded towards her.

'Nurse, let me help you with this. The senior doctor has been looking everywhere for you,' the new nurse stopped in front of the nurse with the tray obstructing her passage.

The nurse frowned and stepped back refusing her colleague's offer to help with the tray. 'Why would he be looking for me?' she questioned.

'Ermm... I think it's connected to the monthly reports,' the nurse replied.

The frown on her face further deepened. 'But it's not the end of the month yet,' she retorted.

'He wants to see you, or do you want me to tell him that you're not willing to come?' the nurse said in a rather threatening manner.

'No, of course I'll go.' the nurse gave in to the threat and quickly handed over the tray. 'Please take it to Stephanie William's ward, the doctor will come and meet you there.'

'Okay,' she replied as she took the tray.

Both nurses stood still, staring at each other for about thirty seconds waiting for the first person to leave.

'The senior doctor is waiting for you,' the one now with the tray quickly reminded the other.

'Okay,' she mumbled as she hurried away.

The one with the tray turned and watched her colleague hurry out, then she dropped the tray on a table beside her. Somebody else walked in - a man - and hurried towards her. He took out another ampoule from his pocket as he approached her.

'Are you sure this is not going to backfire?' the nurse asked him in an unsure tone.

'Trust me babe,' he said and flashed a smile at her before exchanging his ampoule with the one in the tray. 'You'll be glad you did this,' he added, dropping the original ampoule into his pocket.

'I hope so,' she heaved a sigh and picked up the tray from the table. 'Where's the white coat I gave you?'

'I dropped it where you asked me to,' he replied.

'Okay,' she said as they both got to the door. The man opened it and allowed her out first before stepping out. 'Please, make sure you don't do more than anything you discussed with me,' the nurse said to him in a pleading voice.

'Don't worry dear, I have everything in control.' he said and planted a kiss on her left cheek. She smiled and they both turned to the opposite directions and walked away.

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'I didn't see anything in the compound,' Don spoke aloud to Rex's listening ears. 'There is no car or vehicle inside or even any other sign that there are people inside the building.'

Rex looked up briefly at the sound of his words but returned his focus to the device in his hands almost immediately. 'Are you saying she's not in?'

'The tracker still reads this location, it could only mean that they had been here and the clothes Aisha wore were taken off here. Maybe we would have met them if we came earlier' Don replied in a sad and disappointed tone.

There was about two minutes silence.

'There are three working cameras in front of the building, and one attached to the dish elevated above the roof, I'm not sure if they are turned on anyway,' Rex said, showing a zoom view of his screenshot to Don. 'Maybe they left already like you suggested but the best way to find out is to go in there and confirm,' Rex said. He dropped the device on his lap and adjusted his face mask. He then picked two revolvers by the seat sides and filled in the first with a cartridge, the second was filled too and a suppressor was taken out from the same place behind the seat.

'How do we it boss?' Don asked, following Rex's example by filling his gun too.

'If she's inside, she would have heard you when she climbed the gate. If she was watching at that time, she would have seen you fix the bug. But even if she didn't see the bug, if she heard the noise you made with the gate, she would have seen us with the camera attached to the dish. Now, it's time to go in before she gets fully prepared for us. You go in first with Stone and the other guy, launch an attack into the house immediately. I'll be right behind you guys but will be slow because I'll hide from the cameras' view so as to catch her by unawares.'

'Boss, Don is on his way here with some boys.' Aisha said to Tarasha who was trying to force open a door. Aisha was now holding the device while Tarasha was trying to make a way for them to escape without going through the front gate.

'Don?' Tarasha stopped and turned. 'Don again? What does he want?' she asked rhetorically as she looked into the device in Aisha's hand but it only showed the two vehicles Tarasha had seen monitoring before.

'They left the car already,' Aisha tried to explain.

Tarasha squinted briefly as she took time to observe the two cars again. She had noticed two people in both cars before but now there was no one in the two cars.

'Move the analog to make the camera follow their movement,' she said to Aisha. Aisha responded but couldn't control it properly. Tarasha dropped the metal in her hand and took the device from Aisha's hand.

In less than ten seconds, the view had located Don and the two men following behind him, very close to the gate. They got to the gate and Don looked around carefully, then he took out a metal and opened the locked gate carefully, making minimal noise (the same that had been loud enough to wake Tarasha).

'Don has to die today after leading us to where he kept Cole,' she said as she handed back the device to Aisha and took out the revolvers from her pocket. She was glad now that she knew Don was the one coming, it would make her job of finding Cole easier. She began to walk out of the corridor.

She stopped suddenly on the way as a thought struck her mind. She then bent and placed a knee to the ground. She unstrapped the bag and placed it on the ground before her. Then she took out a small box of makeup kits. She opened it and closed it back again almost immediately. She had thought of disguising her face before, for the street cameras not to capture her real identity in case her fight with Don took them out of the compound but then making up will take more time than she had to spare. She returned the box into the bag and took out a black mask.

'Boss,' Tarasha paused as she heard Aisha called her. 'It looks like I noticed a shadow,' Aisha spoke on.

Tarasha turned her neck and flashed a furious look at her, sure that Aisha's inability to use the control was making her view the wrong thing.

'The shadow is far behind, disappearing and reappearing.' Aisha added as Tarasha rose up to her feet. Her eyes had not met with the furious gaze Tarasha gave her when she spoke last else she would have stopped at that.

Tarasha got to her feet and walked away without replying Aisha because to her, no sense was being made.

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**Asokoro, Abuja**

In the Vice President's living room, four men were seated and involved in a serious talk. The Vice President himself was present, with the Inspector General of police, The National Intelligence Service Chief Officer and Agent Tim.

'Sir... I do not really understand the reason behind the commissioner's distortion of the news.' The NIS officer complained.

'But you do understand that there has to be distortion of facts for us to work sometimes, don't you?' Chief Rikau replied him.

'Yes, I do.'

'That's the most important thing, I think we should just conclude this once and for all,' Chief Rikau exclaimed and looked towards the Vice President.

'Chief, so what do you say?' The Vice President spoke, his question was directed to the NIS officer.

'Sir, like you know, this is against the ethics of the job and it would even sound strange when I call the guys to extract any information from them.' the NIS officer replied.

'But you're their boss, they should listen to you.' Chief Elvis returned.

'Yes, I am but ordering them just like that won't work.'

'It seems you don't understand me,' Chief Elvis adjusted his seating position with his support stick. 'What we want to do is help each other, if we can exchange information between the agencies. It will enhance the work.'

'Sir, you know it is wrong to exchange information. We are an arm of the DSS that operates secretly and our operations and information about our activities should not get out. Even I, the chief Agent do not have right to information except I'm a direct member of the team handling it. Sir, it'll be difficult to convince the agents.'

'Hmm... Okay,' Chief Elvis took out something from the file on the armrest of his chair. He handed it over to the bodyguard standing behind him and the bodyguard took it to the NIS man.

The NIS officer's eyes widened as he saw the amount written on the cheque. Chief Elvis and Rikau smiled on seeing the effect it had on him.

'I'm ready to treat your guys nicely if they also cooperate with us.'



An Ampoule is a small sealed glass capsule containing a liquid, especially a measured quantity ready for injecting.


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Oyinprince:
Thanks.

I never celebrate my birthday o. We only celebrate Youngicee.com at 1yr

Boss you are always welcome
Anyway happy anniversary to youngicee.com

Best story ever

oyinprince he be like say u Don charge ur phone cos I was about to type make u go buy gen Now I caught u viewing this ur thread cos now u go say una no get light, anyways I was forced to read Choices,ehnnn that story make sense, all u couples that cheats should read that story o

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oyinprince he be like say u Don charge ur phone cos I was about to type make u go buy gen Now I caught u viewing this ur thread cos now u go say una no get light, anyways I was forced to read Choices,ehnnn that story make sense, all u couples that cheats should read that story o

No light, Na Gen I use charge. The bad news is that I'm quite tired somehow today and I don't even know what to write.

Haf bin a ghost reader frm d part1 of dis story... jez wnt 2 say dat u r doing a gud job! As 4 youngicee.com, dat platform z grt. More ink to ur pen or shuld i rada say more light 2 charge ur phone? love ya@Oyin

Oyinprince:
No light, Na Gen I use charge. The bad news is that I'm quite tired somehow today and I don't even know what to write.

no update z too small!!!!

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Haf bin a ghost reader frm d part1 of dis story... jez wnt 2 say dat u r doing a gud job! As 4 youngicee.com, dat platform z grt. More ink to ur pen or shuld i rada say more light 2 charge ur phone? love ya@Oyin

Thanks, I love you too

Oyinprince:
No light, Na Gen I use charge. The bad news is that I'm quite tired somehow today and I don't even know what to write.

No update z too small!!!

MhizDherbee:
no update z too small!!!!

I'll update soon, to proofread is the problem now

Oyinprince:
Thanks, I love you too

I hope that when i'm ready u'll b able 2 write my biography.... It wuld b real nt fiction.. Will u b able 2 do dat?

Oyinprince:
No light, Na Gen I use charge. The bad news is that I'm quite tired somehow today and I don't even know what to write.

lol wait that means till Tuesday?

waiting patiently for d next update. hapi Sunday to u all...

Chapter 5 Part 9

'Why are you not resting like you should be?' the young doctor in charge of Stephanie smiled as he walked in.

'I can't rest Doctor, I just can't rest.' Stephanie replied. She looked alarmed.

'Why can't you rest?' he asked with a frown formed on his face as he stopped before her.

'One of your doctors came into this room not too long after the police left,' she began to explain, now looking towards the bed. 'He said he was the Doctor in charge of the patient that was previously in this ward and that he forgot something under the bed, he removed it.'

The frown on the doctor's face deepened, 'What did he take?'

'He showed me something I don't really know, he said something like he used it to monitor the patient.' She replied.

The doctor walked silently to the bed and squatted to check underneath. He raised up his head after checking for over thirty seconds. 'I can't find anything there,' he said as he turned back to Stephanie. Then he stared straight to the wall and narrowed his look. 'I'm not aware there was any patient here before,' he said as he turned his face to her again. 'But I'll confirm, I think I may be wrong.' He got up to his feet and dusted his palms. Then he applied pressure on the top of the mattress to check if it was rigid enough. A nurse- the nurse who do collected the tray from her colleague in the lab- walked in at that moment with a stainless steel tray and injection tools in it.

'The bed is okay, you can come lay on it.' the doctor said as he sighted the nurse walking in.

Stephanie stared at him with a raised eyebrow, wondering if he was sure of what he was saying. He met her gaze with a reassuring look and gestured with his hands, encouraging her to stand up.

'What took you so long?' the doctor said, turning to the nurse and giving way for Stephanie to move to the bed. 'I was already thinking of coming to get it myself.'

The nurse curtsied apologetically but did not mention any word. She dropped the tray on the patients drawer beside the bed and stepped aside.

The Doctor moved closer to the tray, he took out the ampoule and raised it high to observe it under the light. He stopped for a second and turned to look at the nurse, she looked away immediately, shakily, hoping the doctor had not discovered that the ampoule had been changed or had a different mixture from the one expected.

The doctor turned back to Stephanie who was already staring anxiously as the recipient of the medication. The doctor picked the syringe and tore off the nylon. He took off the cap of the ampoule and inserted the needle, drawing out the liquid into the syringe.

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_Abuja_

All day Henry had remained at the work table, looking for a safe way to crack the security and get into the underground. He had several sheets of paper flying around the table which he had jotted so many codes on and tried to draw up a solution from. After several hours of trying, he still had found no way or made any progress. He was only more sure that there was a way he could crack the security and enter into all the hidden places but he didn't know if there was a way for Tara not to get an alarm on his breaking in and if there was any way by which he would not be trapped underground when he successfully breaks in.

He decided to stop temporarily on his attempt to get in and try something else like finding the stream for the monitor cameras that could be there, he was sure there had to be.

He relaxed back into his chair for a second and then began to arrange the papers flying about neatly.

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**Lagos**

Don pushed the gate open slowly and carefully, he entered into the compound trying his best to make no noise. He held the gate for the others to walk in after him and then closed it back gently.

They all took out their guns as they faced the house from the gate, Don signaled for Stone and the other to walk beside the fence wall by the right side while he followed the left. They continued to march forward slowly, looking around carefully till they got beside the main building. Stone and his partner paused and stared at Don for instructions on the next step. Don stared back at then without any clue of what to say. He remembered that Rex had asked them to attack first but he didn't ask how they should. He decided to take the bull by the horn and began to march towards the balcony of the building, he gestured for Stone and the other man to come closer to the balcony but wait behind the wall.

He walked the large balcony noiselessly and to the direction of the door, he stopped and stared at the handle for a while before he turning it. Surprisingly, the door gave way with a very little sound. He pushed open a bit and peeped in. There appeared to be no one in the large living room, the lights were off and it looked unarranged and deserted.

Don held the door ajar and turned back to call on Stone. 'Stone, come up.' he said in whispers.

Stone's head popped out from behind the wall almost immediately and Don made a hand gesture for him to climb up the balcony. Stone turned back briefly to call the other guys and both of them climbed up the balcony without wasting any time.



From the back left side of the building came out Tarasha after they had climbed up, she walked to the front and stopped behind the wall where Stone and the other guy previously hid themselves. She peeped and saw three of them standing in front of the door, Don whispering something to the two others. Then the men walked into the house slowly and closed the door behind. Tarasha stepped up the balcony and walked straight to the door.



Rex stood under the shadow just behind the fence outside the gate watching the activities in the compound from his device. He saw how Don led the boys to the building and frowned at Don's tactic which was amateurish to him. He also watched Don peep into the house, he expected that something would have happened at that instant but nothing happened. He already began to conclude in his mind that Tarasha and her partner could have left the place after he saw Stone climb up with the other man but then he saw a masked lady putting on a black jacket on a bum short, approaching from the backyard left side. She peeped from behind the wall and then climbed up the balcony after Don and the two others had entered. She walked towards the door and stopped in front to listen for about ten seconds. Then she opened the door and entered into the house.

Rex smiled to himself devilishly, he was a hundred percent sure the lady was Tarasha. He pocketed his device and proceeded to the gate with quick steps. He stopped at the entrance of the gate and took out a tiny piece of rubber from his pocket, he attached the rubber to the space between the main gate and the part of the gate fixed into the fence blocks. Then he opened and entered without any fear of making noise with the gate. He closed it back and removed the rubber from it's place of attachment. He charged towards the door, hundred percent sure that it was finally Tarasha's time to die.

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__Ikeja, in a restaurant beside City Gate Hospital__

He was seated at the table alone, had barely touched his plate of fried rice and chicken but had taken the cold soft drink past half of the bottle. His gaze lingered around the restaurant for a while before settling on the TV screen, the volume was low so he had to make do with the visuals alone. A Nigerian Music video was being played and as usual there were unclad girls dancing around the well dressed men. He hissed and looked away wishing he could change the TV station to another where he could watch more inspiring music.

'Dave,' a female's voice called his attention as the owner of the voice settled into one of the two empty seats at the same table. She was putting on a simple white top and a blue jean skirt. Her hair was neatly packed to the back but she was without makeup and accessories except for just a small ear ring. Her name was Jumoke, the nurse who deceived her colleague and helped a man to change the ampoule from which Stephanie who injected. Sitting before her was David - the name she knew him with - the man she helped to change the ampoule and the same who dressed like a doctor and claimed to have a patient previously in the ward Stephanie was presently.

David was quite younger than Jumoke. He was strikingly handsome too and that was what had attracted Jumoke to him. They had met seventeen months ago at the City Gate Hospital where she worked. David had rushed in with a bullet in his arm and requested for treatment. As the normal order was, the hospital refused to treat him until there was a police report. Jumoke had secretly helped him to cover the wound that day to reduce the bleeding and minimize his blood loss before he got the police report. Two days after being treated, the police had taken him away as a culprit involved in a gang robbery. Only for him to show up two weeks later outside the hospital while Jumoke was already leaving for work. He asked her out but she was refused at first. She refused for two reasons. The first was that she didn't want to be associated or seen with a criminal and then because she saw him too young to take her out. But then he was able to convince her that he wasn't a criminal and had been proven innocent already, showing her evidences that he only happened to be a victim of circumstance. She had replied to him, saying that she only helped him because she saw him like a younger brother and that it should be left that way, he didn't need to take her out to appreciate what she did. But he refused to listen and after much insistence, she finally budged. After the first, they went out a couple of times and got into an unholy romance but she didn't care anymore as she enjoyed what was going on between them and hoped it could continue. Just three months after them being together, he came to her with another bullet wound and she was forced to help him secretly treat it. He came up with another story to cover up and she didn't argue even though she didn't believe him totally. After six months of their undefined relationship, he disappeared mysteriously with all contacts cut off, leaving her with a broken heart. He only reached her three months later via email and promised to come back soon for her. Since then she didn't see or hear from him until he showed up at the hospital that morning after seventeen months and began to ask questions about Stephanie George and Samantha Osman from her.


'Oh! You're finally here,' he said, turning to her with a smile.

'Yes,' she replied as she dropped her bags on the floor just beside her. She didn't return his smile but looked tired and worried.

'You're looking so stressed out,' he commented on her looks, his eyes running down from her face downwards. 'What would you like to take?' he asked, his voice showed deep concern.

'I don't really want anything, I'll eat when I get home.' she replied with a sigh.

He stared at her face deeply for a while. 'You're not looking bad but at the same time not as radiant as you used to anymore, what happened?'

'I think we should go straight to why we are here, there's no time for pleasantries,' she snapped impatiently.

'I still think you should take something first before we start to talk, you look very tired.' he insisted.

'No I'm not taking anything. I look tired, not hungry, so better start talking.' she bounced back.

'Okay then, you'll have to force me to talk.' He folded his arms and rested back.

She sighed and hissed, knowing he was not going to proceed if she didn't yield to his demand. 'Okay, I'll order for a bottle of water.' she said and looked towards the reception to summon a waiter.

'No, you need food, not water. I was waiting for you to come so we can eat at the same time,' he said bringing her attention to the plate of food on the table.

She hissed again. The waiter was already close to he table. 'What would you like me to get for you Ma'am?'

'A bottle of water should do...'

'You need food too...' he cut in to remind her. The tone of his words carried the warning that he wasn't going to proceed if she didn't eat.

'Okay, get me the same thing he's eating.' she finally said to the waiter who was still there waiting for the complete instruction. The waiter glanced briefly at the table before he bowed slightly and turned away.

The two at the table remained in silence until the food was brought, even after it was, they ate without saying anything to themselves.

Jumoke kept on stealing glances at him from time to time. She couldn't deny that he had become more handsome and even increased in size. He appeared to be doing well and healthy.

'So why didn't you use makeups?' Dave asked, wiping his lips with the tissue. His stare was fixed on her face.

'I only use light makeup or none when I'm at work,' she replied him, not looking up to avoid her eyes meeting his. There was always this uncontrollable effect that he had on her anytime their eyes met.

'But you always use makeups when you close and you're heading home,' he returned.

'I just didn't use today. Besides, I was rushing to meet you here.'

'That shouldn't...'

'Enough Dave!' she summoned courage to look at his face. 'Let's get to why we're here. Tell me why you're back after leaving for so long.'

It was David's turn to look away, he did for few seconds and then stared at her again briefly but fixed his gaze on the table.

'I had something important to do,' Dave said. 'I'm sorry I had to leave that way.'

'Come off it Dave!' she slammed angrily, hitting her fists on the table. 'You said that in your email months ago and you said the same thing this morning. Can you tell me something else?'

Dave looked around briefly to see if she hadn't pulled too much attention to them by her response but she was less concerned.

'Okay, it was work. I had to work,' he said in low tones, looking into her eyes.

'Damn it! Dave, damn it! Till today, you've not told me the kind of job you do.' she cursed angrily again.

'Hey babe! Take it easy, you're going to get us thrown out of here.'

'I don't give a damn about that, ' she returned.

'Ermm...' he sighed and looked around again. They had pulled more attention already. He rose up and took out his wallet. He quietly approached the counter and paid using his debit card. He returned to the table and picked up one of Jumoke's bag and held her hand with his other hand. 'Let's leave this place, I'll tell you everything when we get to somewhere appropriate.'

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Only after several minutes of turning and turning the analog was Aisha able to locate the shadow she had been tracing. She was still outside the house at the back, where she was asked to wait by Tarasha until she was called for. She saw the owner of the shadow, it was a masked man of a size and stature she didn't think she had ever seen before. She was still watching intently when she suddenly realized that the man was already at the front balcony of the building.

She proceeded back to the back door of the house to warn Tarasha about him even though she hadn't been called for yet.

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Don and the two others froze at the instant they heard the door open behind them, they turned back immediately and saw a lady step inside. Before they could raise their guns up, she had already taken down one person with a bullet into his groin and another with a bullet to his hand, making his gun drop. She followed it up with another bullet into the left side of his chest.

Don was the only one untouched. He shot at her as quick as he could but she dodged and was already hidden behind the one seater sofa in front of him.

'Let's talk Don, you don't need to get killed.' she offered from her hiding place.

'We don't have anything to talk about,' Don replied, already hiding behind the three seater sofa also.

'We do have a to talk about,' she said and at the same time peeped briefly.

'We don't!' he replied.

She paused and tried to ascertain the direction his voice came from again, she peeped briefly and discovered he was behind the sofa. She placed her knee to the ground and took out a different gun loaded with pins to induce temporal paralysis. Then she stretched her leg forward and dragged with her feet to herself the doormat. She folded the doormat neatly and held it in one hand, the gun in the other hand and rose up in quick sudden motion, flinging the doormat to the direction she observed the voice came from.

Don in a bid to dodge what was coming moved from his hiding position rushingly and his back was exposed in the process. In less than two seconds, Tarasha sent the paralysis bullet into his back.

Tarasha rose up and immediately charged towards him, but not without briefly looking at the two men she already shot to ensure they were dead. She got behind the three seater and squatted beside Don. He was laying flat on his belly with his face turned towards the chair. An entrance leading to a corridor which led to the rooms in the house was just beside at the edge of the three seater sofa. She pushed the sofa away to give more space for him to see her face properly.

She stared at him for some seconds and gave a brief smile of victory. 'You have fifteen minutes to talk to me,' she said to him. 'If I don't remove the pin at your back in fifteen minutes, you'll remain paralysed for twenty four hours and then begin to dry up.' she said and smiled at the ray of fright she could see in his eyes.

'Now you're going to be answering some questions ,' she said and then placed her knee on the ground. She pressed a button on her wristwatch to summon Aisha. 'I'll like for your ex girlfriend to take the notes. She'll join us in forty seconds.' she added and rose up to her feet.

At the same time, the door of the living room creaked open behind. 'Aisha, come forward.' Tarasha said without looking behind, though surprised because she didn't expect Aisha to show up in less than forty seconds which she had told Don. 'Come here quickly,' she said again as she didn't hear any the footsteps of Aisha coming towards her.

She got greatly shocked when the curtains of the inner door one metre close to her position opened and Aisha rushed in from there instead of from behind. She looked back to check who could be at the front door but Rex had his gun focused to body already and had released two immediate shots when she turned.




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Tarasha 2 - Chapter 5 Part 10

She got greatly shocked when the curtains of the inner door one metre close to her position opened and Aisha rushed in from there instead of from behind. She looked back to check who could be at the front door but Rex had his gun focused to her body already and had released two immediate shots when she turned.


It was too sudden for Tarasha to act or make any move faster than the speed of the bullets but Aisha who was rushed in from the door beside had covered her body with hers before the bullets got there. The first entered into Aisha's chest while the other hit her jaw. Her lifeless body dropped on Tarasha who quickly bent for cover behind the three seater and exchanged the gun on the floor for the one with real bullets.

Keeping an eye towards the direction of the door, she placed on the ground Aisha's lifeless body which was leaning against her shoulder and the backrest of the sofa. She rose up swiftly and released two quick shots, adjusting her position in the process. The shooter was out of sight when she rose to shoot, she concluded he must have hidden behind the one seater sofa she also hid when she first came in. She took the brief opportunity of no exchange to reload her gun and glanced at Aisha's lifeless body in the process.

Aisha's eyes were still open but life had drained out of her already. Tarasha unconsciously drew in a breath and used her palm to close the eyes of the dead body.

Just as she was about to adjust her position, a bullet flew past above her head and she froze after lowering her head and turning. More bullets followed but Tarasha knew better than to quiver or try to return the shots. She was sure the shooter was trying to make her come out of hiding just like she did to Don. Three more bullets followed and then it seized temporarily. Not more than ten seconds after bullets began to pierce into the thick leather sofa she was hiding behind. She then concluded in her heart that her opponent was in a more advantage position than she. She decided to leave through the opening Aisha entered through.

As she made a move with her legs without rising up, something hit her from behind. She looked back and saw blood. It was then she realized that she was facing a well seasoned person as her eyes met with two holes formed behind the seater. The shooter had only been targeting two points in the three seater and wasn't shooting randomly . The first three bullets each that entered into each points of the sofa had been stopped by obstructions -the wood, foam and makeup behind the surface leather of the sofa- but had cleared space enough for the bullets to pierce through the entire sofa and get behind which explains how she got hit.

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'Oh!' Henry exclaimed as he stared in amazement at the neat arrangement of weapons he could see on the screen. He covered his lips with his palm unconsciously, wondering how Omotara smuggled in such weapons into the country and with what money she did. He pressed the right arrow button on the keyboard and the view on the screen moved until it got to a door in the middle of the room leading to another. He navigated past the door to the other side of the room and just like the left side, the right was also filled with arms of different kinds arranged neatly according to their type and heights on the metal shelf.

His hand left the keyboard for a second and he remained motionless, staring blankly over the monitor. He returned back to the computer and used the mouse to switch to the cameras in the next room. There he saw something that was more flabbergasting to him. Neatly arranged on a long drawer were the necks to head of dolls, the necks being the ones in contact with the flat top of the drawer. There were about seven dolls on the table and each doll's face was covered with a human skin mask which made them look like real human faces. There were three female faces there and four male faces. The male faces were arranged side by side and the female faces also, they were of different skin colours but all dark. All of the male dolls hair except for one had negroid hairs while the females were plaited with different styles of hair attachments. The female mask faces also had different styles of makeup. There was a mirror behind the drawer and the other parts of the room were arranged in form of a makeup studio.

Henry zoomed the video and observe the masks one after the other, he realized that they were kept there to dry which meant they were newly made.

He knew at once what they were made for. Omotara must be planning to use them for disguise. That didn't really baffle him than the number of the masks he'd seen, seven. To him it meant Tarasha was still planning to do a lot of killing and that automatically means she wasn't going to ever feel repentant and wasn't planning to stop the job of killing people. She was instead devising more means to make her assassination and escape after it easier.

He heaved a deep sigh and shut his eyes firmly wondering if there was ever going to be any future with Tara.

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After ten minutes drive in total silence, Dave and Jumoke finally arrived at her residence. Dave drove his car into the compound and parked behind another car. They both dropped from the car at the same time but Jumoke picked up her bags and rushed towards her apartment without saying a word to Dave. He walked hastily after her but she had entered and locked the door from behind before he got there.

'Jummy please open the door,' he pleaded placing his palms on either side of the door frame.

'Just go Dave, I don't want to see you anymore. Leave the explanations to yourself and never return to my life anymore,' she blurted out.

Dave sighed. 'Come on babe, I can explain. Things are not the way you think they are...' he paused to lower his voice as he was already attracting attention from the neighbours in the other apartments. 'Things are not the way you see them, if you'll only let me explain myself, you'll get to understand what I went to do and why I left that way.' he said and paused to listen for a response. He didn't hear anything from her, so he placed his ear to the door to listen if she was still in the living room. He could hear sounds of her movement inside the house but couldn't ascertain what exactly she was doing. He decided to go to the back of the house and peep through the window of her bedroom but the window blinds covered his view of the room. As he was about turn away from the window, the blind was pulled and his eyes met with Jumoke's eyes. She quickly closed back the blinds and hurried away.

'Jummy, come on, why don't you give me a chance to talk to you?' he pleaded again in front of the window but got no response from her. He walked back to the front door and kept on knocking but she didn't answer. After five minutes, he decided to try something else. He stepped back a bit and carefully observed the lock, it was the same as the one being used eighteen months ago. He turned and looked down the balcony to see if he could find any metal which he could use to unlock the door.

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'She's deep asleep now, when she wakes she won't remember what brought her here.' The young doctor explained to Inspector Mac. 'But there are side effects too,' he added in a sad tone.

'What side effects?' the Inspector asked facing the doctor with a raised eyebrow and his two hands on the waist.

'She might forget more than the last three weeks, it might extend to three months,' the doctor answered.

'But why should it work that way? I thought the drug was only meant to induce memory loss of three weeks events.' the Inspector questioned.

'Yes, but sometimes because of the difference in composition of human bodies, it tends to have different effects on different people.'

'Well, three months is even okay,' the inspector said, returning his gaze to the girl in the bed. 'Even if she lost her memory completely, it's for her good and safety.' he added.

The doctor sighed and kept his gaze also on Stephanie. He could feel the insincerity in the Inspector's words but he had no choice. The Inspector's words and actions were being backed by the police commissioner's authority and the Inspector General's.

'How long will she sleep for?' Inspector Mac turned to her again.

'Well, it depends. She could sleep for three to four hours.'

'That means we'll be back tomorrow morning to see the progress,' he stated, folding his arms across his chest.

'Yes, tomorrow morning is a good time.'

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Jumoke sat at the edge of the bed solemnly with her face buried in her palms. She made up her mind during the drive home to shut Dave totally out of her life forever, there was no need for him to let him in to complicate things again.

For some minutes she had not heard his knock or his voice and she thought for a second that he must have left but then she remembered the kind of person he was and knew he must still be lurking somewhere around.

She was still in her gloomy mood when she felt someone's presence by her side and a hand wrapped her body as she tried to look off.

'Get away,' she screamed and he refrained immediately. 'How did you get in?' she asked looking towards the door. It was closed and her keys were still in the hole.

'Please allow me talk,' he pleaded and knelt in front of her.

'We don't have anything to talk about, just get out.' she ordered, pointing towards the door.

'Just listen to me and I promise that you'll understand,' he continued with his plea.

'No get out, or I'll scream and alert the neighbours that you're a thief and rapist.' she insisted.

'No, you can't do that.' he said in a calm tone and placed his hands gently on her knees.

'Somebody...' she opened her mouth to scream but overpowered her with his so strong arms and covered her mouth with his.

She was shocked for a brief moment as his mouth met hers but she was too weakened by it too push him away. He gradually pushed her to lay on the bed and in a matter of seconds, she was responding to him.




Thirty minutes later, the two adults lay unclad side by side in the bed, their clothes scattered carelessly on the floor. Both were totally lost in thoughts and in astonishment of the moment they had just shared. Jumoke never really believed it could happen again, she had decided against it and made up her mind not to allow him touch her body anymore but here she was again after minutes of screaming and groaning under his pleasant torture which she appeared to enjoy. She felt foolish as she realized she only made a fool out of herself by thinking locking the door would have stopped him. It wasn't the first or second time he had entered into her room without having the key. She had surprisingly met him inside on several occasions during the few months of their relationship. Now that he was back and she hadn't been able to resist him, she wondered what would become of them. Their relationship had been undefined from the start; none had professed love to another before the first night they made out. Since then their relationship had been characterized of constant intense sexual intercourse.

Dave on his own fought with guilt in his heart. Not the guilt of having left her before but knowing he was going to leave her again soon and that she was only being used as his instrument. He felt nothing for her and had no plans for a future with her. All he needed her for was his work and nothing else. That day he rushed into the hospital with the bullet wound, he had seen the reaction on her face and knew she'll be vulnerable and easy to use. Thus, he used her in several ways to help his operations and also medically when he was wounded and paid her with good sexual intercourse in return.

She unconsciously made a slight movement and her elbow touched his chest bringing both of them back to the consciousness of each other's presence. She quickly retrieved her arm and maintained the space between them but he moved closer and climbed over her, his bare body fully in contact with hers. She groaned and vibrated all over but he only placed a light kiss on her lips and rolled over to his previous position.

'I'm sorry for all I did to you, I'm sorry for abandoning you,' he said in low tones, staring blankly at the ceiling. He knew he had been able to appease her with the sex and he expected to be forgiven without stress. She turned and faced the window side, her back towards him and remained in silence. He moved closer and placed his hand over her body, using the second hand to play with her hair.

'So now that you're back, what happens? Is it business as usual?' she asked in soft tones but still depicting seriousness in her voice.

Dave had no response to the question but began to try to cook up a lie, he couldn't use the several lines he had used before and had to come up with something more reasonable this time to convince her.

The loud ringing tone of a phone came to Dave's rescue. He jumped out of the bed immediately and began to put on his trousers hurriedly. Jumoke rose up from the bed and stared at him for an explanation.

'Baby, I can't believe we've totally forgotten the unfinished job at the hospital. I have to go there right now to see Stephanie,' he explained as he dragged up his trousers.

Jumoke sighed and laid back into the bed. This was one of the reasons she didn't want him back. There were always no explanations for his actions and they were always unreasonable.

'I'll be back as soon as I finish what I'm supposed to do,' he said as he put on his shirt. He straightened his clothes and took out of his pocket the phone which had began to ring again. He stared at the screen and paused in surprise at the caller's ID. He then shrugged and silenced it. He rushed to Jumoke and placed a kiss on her cheek before rushing out through the door.

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Tarasha rushed into the corridor through the near entrance and stopped behind the wall and peeped briefly. The bullet had entered into her back at the right close to her shoulder. The shooting at the sofa only stopped a bit and continued not long after, the shooter was now targeting another point on the sofa. From that Tarasha could deduce that he did not know that she was hit neither did he know she had left the place, but he was going to discover both soon.

She looked back and came up with the conclusion that it was better for her to escape as she had been hit already instead of facing the enemy. She turned and took two steps forward and then turned back again to the entrance. She peeped and saw the shooter already standing up. He had discovered her absence behind the sofa quicker than she thought he would but luckily for her, he didn't see her when she peeped. She had only returned for one thing; she cocked her gun and in a swift motion sent a bullet into Don's body. Then she followed it up with a bullet towards Rex but he was quick to hide behind the sofa, also sending an untargeted shot towards her. She turned back and began to run towards the escape, covering her bleeding back with her left palm. She was bleeding badly and could become very weak soon if she didn't get immediate care.



Rex rose up immediately he sensed from the sound of her footsteps that she was moving away already, he proceeded towards the entrance immediately, determined to meet up with her and do all it take her life.





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