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20/12/2030
*5am*

The name Samantha Osman was spread all over the country as the name of a criminal. The police had no choice than to declare an unknown person wanted. It was not even known if Samantha Osman was the culprit’s real name, all that they knew was that it was the name she used in carrying out her atrocities.
Ordinarily it sounds funny that a name without a face should be declared wanted and the Nigerian Government were furious when the news first broke out to the world. But to their surprise, other countries like USA, Russia, Korea and England began to come forth with their own confessions of the same cases. The only difference was that theirs did not involve really high profile citizens.

The Nigerian police had also linked up the Health minister’s and the Rivers State governor’s murder cases. Evidences available proved that it was the same person who carried out the job; the reason for the killings nor the person behind them was yet unknown.

The evidences which linked up the cases included the name ‘Samantha Osman’ and traces of an unknown substance found in the survivors’ bodies used to induce sleep and unconsciousness in them.

‘You guys did the River State Job?’ Don looked into Aisha’s face as he asked. Both of them laid on the bed stark naked except for the blanket which covered their bodies.

Don caressed Aisha’s face, wiping her hair off her eyes as he waited for an answer. ‘You’ve asked that before’ she answered him bluntly.

‘You didn’t answer me’ Don said again.

‘I did’ she retorted

‘You didn’t tell me the truth honey’ he said softly.

‘What other truth do you want me to tell you?’ she questioned

‘Okay, if you didn’t do that job. Where were you throughout the whole period of the incident?’

‘I told you before that the Boss does not allow us go out at will’ she spoke angrily and got up from the bed, she walked to the wardrobe and brought out a towel which she wrapped around her body and headed for the bathroom.

‘Did she also tell you to switch off your phones?’ Don continued adamantly as he sat up.

Aisha paused and turned back, giving him a cold stare. ‘What exactly is the matter? Why are you questioning me like a police officer?’

He stood up from the bed and walked towards her. He stopped in front of her and stared right into her eyes as he spoke, ‘when did you start lying to me? I thought we were lovers’

‘What do you want me to tell you? Frame up stories to please you?’ The argument was already turning to a heated one.

‘You’re already framing up stories, have you forgotten that I have your phone connected to my computer? Your location as at last week was Rivers State, so stop lying’ he gave her a cold stare.

That got her easily, she gave up her angry look and changed her look into one of someone that had been caught red-handed. ‘What exactly do you need all these information for?’ her voice was calmer now

‘I don’t need them for anything’ he said as he walked away angrily from her. ‘I just need you to be honest with me’

‘I’m sorry’ she pleaded and followed after him. ‘Its just that I don’t want any troubles with the Boss’

‘Troubles? For telling me the truth? Did you do the job or not?’ he asked again, his back still turned against her.

‘Yes we did’ she confessed. ‘We were in Rivers State all through last week’

‘Then why were you lying to me?’ His tone was softer.

‘I’m sorry’ she said and wrapped her hands round his neck. He turned and pulled of the towel from her body, he pushed her to the bed and they went another round of sex.

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*9am*

‘Good morning Cole’ Tarasha’s voice came through as Cole picked the call.

‘Good morning Boss’ Cole replied. It was his first time of hearing her voice since they returned to Lagos. She sounded rejuvenated to him.

‘How are you doing Cole?’ She asked.

‘Fine Boss, you?’

‘Good, how about your colleagues?’

‘They’re fine also’

‘Hope you guys have been enjoying your short break, we may have to do another job very soon?’

‘Of course yes, we are well rested’

‘Alright Cole, don’t you think that you need better security in the office?’

‘Huh’ Cole didn’t understand the question.

‘You might soon start to get unwanted visitors there, you might need to secure the office more’ Tarasha expatiated

‘Unwanted visitors?’ Cole argued, ‘I don’t think anyone would try us here’

‘But you guys are already inviting them’ Tarasha retorted

‘How?’ Cole seemed confused

‘Haven’t you been going out?’

Yes, we have but…’

Tarasha cuts in, ‘Yes, none of you has brought anyone there but you’ve drawn attention to the office unknowingly. Tell the others that you need more security and get them prepared for anything’

‘Okay’ Cole’s voice sounded a little bit scared, he was confused as to why Tarasha was advising them to get ready for any attack. Maybe she had seen something dangerous.

‘Benny’ Cole called as he dropped the phone call, he headed for Benny’s room. Aisha was on the way bringing a tray with plates of spaghetti and chicken. ‘We need to talk,wait for us in the sitting room’ Cole said to Aisha before going ahead to get Benny.

‘What’s it about?’ Aisha asked impatiently as Benny and Cole walked back into the siting room.

Cole made sure everyone was seated before he began to talk, ‘which of us here has brought anyone into this house?’ he asked question that got a reply of surprise stares.

‘The Boss called today, that’s why I’m asking’ he added when they remained mute.

Benny and Aisha looked at each other’s face, ‘No one knows this place through me’ Benny said

‘Neither through me also’ Aisha added

‘Are you sure that nobody has ever traced you here without you knowing?’ Cole asked again

‘Yes , no one’ was the reply he got

‘The boss says we need more security here’ Cole squinted as he talked. ‘We need to be careful from henceforth, she hinted that we may be attacked soon’

‘How? No one knows here’ Benny put in.

Cole raised his brow and gave him a suspicious look, ‘are you sure that you never brought any of your girls in here while we were away?’

The question didn’t meet Benny well, he got up angrily. ‘Are you crazy? How can you say that?’

‘Why shouldn’t I say so?’ Cole replied him in the same tone. ‘Everybody here knows that you’re so fond of girls and they can make you do anything

‘You’re a dog’ Benny cursed and brought out his gun angrily, he pointed it at Cole.

‘Hey guys!’ Aisha stepped in. ‘Don’t do this please’ she said, motioning Benny to drop his gun. ‘We don’t need to fight over this, let’s just take the Boss’s advice and be more careful’

Benny returned the gun into his pocket and stormed out of the house, leaving Cole and Aisha to stare at themselves silently.

... to be continued

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orijintv:
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seconded

Thirded . Expecially that Ishilove girl.

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Nice updates

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Well done

Nice update, more pleeeEAaaaase!

More pls...…..nice one

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Whew! what a story....................................







Patiently waitin 4 anoda update!!!!

This oyinprince is out of this world. At your age doing this is mind blowing... The suspense at the river about Taras he's survival from the parachute is something else.... Questions to ask. Where did trash get the native cloth she put on? Could somebody had gone for that?.... Man u are a genius

totalhouse:
This oyinprince is out of this world. At your age doing this is mind blowing... The suspense at the river about Taras he's survival from the parachute is something else.... Questions to ask. Where did trash get the native cloth she put on? Could somebody had gone for that?.... Man u are a genius

Thanks man. Your comments are always very encouraging. God bless you

Oyinprince na Christ Embassy you dey attend?

I have to break today's update into parts, I don't know why my UCbrowser is cutting it short

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**Port Harcourt, Rivers State**

The next day after the Governor's death, a curfew that lasted for three days was declared by the acting government. John Obiano recuperated quickly and was able to speak with Officer Dakolo the next morning. He told the police of how Desert Reporters' representative, Samantha Osman had interviewed him about two weeks before the assassination and also promised to be at the airdrome on the event day.

Other questions were also thrown to John which he gave clear and precise answers to, not withholding any important point from the police.

'What did the attacker look like?' Was one of the questions Dakolo asked

'I can't really picture her face anymore but she was nothing less of a monster' John didn't hesitate to give answers. 'I think she painted her face with some substances to make her unrecognizable'

The answer of the Assassin's look he gave was no different from what the other surviving victims gave; the surviving air attendant had also described the assailant as a monster with different skin colours, the minister of aviation also gave a similar description. Only Jude had a different description; but it was an obvious fact that the description given by Jude was only a detail of the disguised form of the criminal.

Dakolo was also able to fathom how she escaped; the criminal must have switched her uniform with the second air attendant's own. Then she tied the dead body of the Governor and the attendant together after which she released their bodies from the plane and allowed them to freely fall.

Another visit to Onne revealed more details; one of the village's young girls was found by some policemen after the Dakolo left on the fateful day of the assassination. She was tied half naked to a tree in the bush, an air attendant's uniform was also found on the floor beside her. The victim was confused as to how she got there when asked, that was after she had been given medical attention. The medical personnel that treated her confirmed this; he said that there was a sign of a tiny piercing on the lady's neck, meaning that she was injected with an unknown substance, most likely a sedative.

Dakolo proceeded at once to visit the Desert Reporters' Rivers head office with some of his men, in a bid to arrest Samantha Osman but the management of the news media vehemently denied having any journalist in Rivers state who bore the name Samantha Osman. They also denied having any interview with John, they said he didn't honour their invitation and even showed the police their twitter messages as a proof.

'You mean you invite people for interview using twitter?' Dakolo had asked.

'No,we requested for his number but he refused to share it' The manager replied him.

'But how then do you explain this ID card that was found in the plane?' Dakolo demanded, bringing out the card from his pocket.

The manager seemed speechless for a while as he stared at the ID card, he looked at his own card and all the features present on his were present on the strange ID card also. There was also no difference in the materials that were used to make it, the ink used on each line were of the same colour, the dimensions of the fonts of each word and the card as a whole were the same.

'We don't have any one here who bears this name?' The manager mumbled to himself, giving Dakolo difficulty in hearing. 'Where's the passport photograph on it?' He asked the  officer.

'We found it like this, the picture had been broken' Dakolo replied.

'I believe this is fake' the man said bluntly.

'Fake? But there's no difference between it and the one you're putting on' Dakolo retorted.

'The culprit must have produced it' the man bounced back. 'I told you that John did not accept our invitation, so how could we have sent someone to interview him?'

Dakolo got up from the seat, he bent over as he looked at the man sternly. 'If we ever find out that you're helping a criminal, your organization would be brought down' he threatened before walking out with his assistant.

They returned to John Obiano to get more answers from him but the answers they got only spurred more questions. John had also presented a proof of the twitter messages. He showed them how he sent them his mobile number but they decided to continue communicating with him on Twitter. He also showed them how they fixed the interview for a specific and at a particular cafeteria.

This situation made the police invite the both parties for questioning at the same time and that is how they found out that they had been both played by an internet trickster; their messages had been interjected and changed before it got to the receiver.

All efforts made to get help from the twitter administration proved abortive as they insisted that nothing of such happened on their platform. They stood on the ground that the users of the accounts must have sent it themselves or revealed the passwords to the culprit unknowingly.

Dakolo's loud ringtone interrupted his thoughts, he took a quick glance at the vibrating phone, the caller was the Chief superintendent of police.

'Good morning sir' Dakolo saluted

'Good morning Inspector Dakolo' the man replied, 'how far have you gone with this Governor's murder case?'

'Good morning Inspector Dakolo' the man replied, 'how far have you gone with this Governor's murder case?'

'Nothing new sir' Dakolo replied, he wondered what the man was expecting him to say since they met the day before and spoke extensively on the matter.

'Okay, I just received information that Robin Kahn is coming to assist in Nigeria before these cases become rampant'

'Robin Kahn?' Dakolo was surprised, 'is that really necessary?'

'The United Nations think it is' the superintendent continued, 'they believe it's better to attack these murderers quick and with full force before it grows out of hand'

'It's just something tha...'

'Cases of the same nature has been reported in seventeen other countries' the superintendent put in. 'We need to attack it fast'

'Well, its okay sir'

'Yea, that means you have to prepare a report on how far you've gone with the case; your successes and the challenges. The man would be here before the end of the year. That'll be all for now' the superintendent concluded and cut the call.

Agent Robin Kahn was a special antiterror agent who had helped his country in solving several top rated assassinations and also in preventing these attacks. He also led a delegation to a help a certain African country solve the murder case of their President and they nabbed the criminals in just two weeks.

Dakolo wondered if it was really necessary for Robin Kahn to come help in Nigeria, the Nigerian officers were on the top of their games already. He believed that the US did not send the man for their love for Nigeria but they sent the man because they also had the same cases in their country. Or why wouldn't you remove the dirt in your eyes first before you help another person do it? Dakolo was sure that the man was only coming to study the correlation between the cases in his country and Nigeria so that it could help his own country overcome.

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22/12/2030

'Come open the gate' Tarasha's voice sounded as he picked the call. He got up from his bed immediately, he took a yellow shirt and hurried out at once.

The gate was opened by Cole and Tarasha drove in with a mini van, she stepped out of the car after parking and waited for Cole to join her before proceeding into the house, or office as she called it.

'Where's Benny and Aisha?' She asked, but needed no answer as the duo appeared from the partition before she sat down on one of the sofas.

'Good morning Boss' Benny and Aisha greeted in unison. They stood some distance before her anticipating her answer and order for them to seat.

'Good morning' she gave a smile. 'You can have you seats'

Benny and Aisha took the seats opposite hers while Cole sat on the sofa perpendicular to Tarasha's seat.

'We are having a visitor soon and we need to make preparations to welcome him' Tarasha began, 'in fact, we'll be having two set of visitors; one from this country and one from the US'

There was an awkward silence in the house as they listened to her. It was he first time of coming there after their last operation. When they saw her enter unannounced, they knew she had come for some serious business.

'I don't know if the visitors would come at the same time but time would reveal more to us' she continued, turning her gaze to Cole. 'I told you about the Nigerian visitors already'

She paused and looked at Cole for confirmation, he gave her a perplexed stare. 'I told you that the Nigerian police would be coming after us soon' she continued when Cole seemed unable to recollect. 'Cole is going to be incharge of the Nigerian visitors'

Cole heaved a sigh of frustration as he remembered their conversation that night in Orogbum; his partying after the whole operation had almost wiped it off his memory.

'Benny would take care of our foreign visitors' she siad, staring straight at Benny.

'Who's it?' Benny asked calmly. Unlike Cole, he was less scared of dealing with the police, he had always been in the operation front while Cole was most times at the background. He was also prepared for any task since the day Cole had told him about the discussion with Tarasha that night.

'Robin Kahn' she announced, 'Robin Kahn is coming to Nigeria with his team'

Fear gripped Benny's heart at the moment the name was pronounced, it was not what he had envisaged.  How on earth did Tarasha expect him to deal with Robin Kahn who was trained to tame Assassins?

Cole and Benny began to have the same thoughts, they wondered why Tarasha had left something on the operation field that the police could trace them with. When they worked with Don who carried out jess sophisticated jobs, they made sure everything that could implicate was erased. Even if it had to do with them secretly eliminating one or two of their team  members that was involved in the job.

'We always have to leave something for them to trace us' Tarasha said as if she read their minds, distributing her stares between the two. 'Except you don't have intelligent officers in your country. Any officer intelligent enough to locate our trace and use it properly would be intelligent enough to make a trace if we don't leave one. So we leave the trace to lure them into our trap'

Benny and Cole heaved a sigh at the same time, it looked as if they rehearsed it. Tarasha was making a mistake, Benny thought. Nigeria does not have intelligent officers that could trace her. Maybe she war likening it to Russia where she came from. The trace she had left would only make things easy for Robin Kahn.

Tarasha stared at them for some few seconds to see their reactions before turning to Aisha.

'Aisha' Tarasha called. Aisha looked up in fear; scared to hear that there was a task for her also. 'You're not supposed to be involved in this but you invited some people here already, you have to take care of them'

Tarasha said and removed a gun from her jacket, a Beretta pistol. She stood up and placed it in Aisha's hand and return to her seat.

'But I didn't invite anyone here' Aisha argued, looking bewildered with the revolver in her hand.

'You did' Tarasha insisted, 'they've been here since 7am'

Cole and Benny forgot their worries for a moment and stared at Aisha. Tarasha got up from the seat and headed towards the computer room. 'Follow me' she ordered Aisha. Aisha followed immediately while Cole and Benny walked after them slowly.

The master computer was already booted when Cole and Benny got to the room. Tarasha clicked open the security camera application, the gate of the house was shown and the surrounding. She selected another icon which showed another view of immediate surrounding of the house.  A blue corolla was seen parked at some distance to the gate. The video was zoomed and it showed three men in the car, doing nothing specifically but looking towards the gate.

Aisha recognised that car, it was one of the cars she saw at Don's caban the last time she went there. Anger welled up in her heart against Don, it meant that he had been following her and located the house through her.

'I believe you know what I'm talking about now' Tarasha cut in through her thoughts.

She looked guilty and remained quiet. Tarasha stood up from the seat, turning to Benny and Cole. 'Benny, we need to transfer all the ammunitions in the arsenal into that van I came with'

'Why?' Benny asked, taken aback by the request. Their boss was just too full of surprises. He looked at Tarasha's face as he waited for her reply; it was then it came to his senses that he might have just pushed a button by questioning her authority. 'I...'

'You'll know later' she  cut in calmly, disappointing him. He had expected a harsh tone scolding hook for questioning her but she knew his expectation and wasn't ready to meet it, hence her calm response.

Benny turned out and proceeded to the store room without delay, Cole joined him and they transferred everything in the room without  delay. Tarasha also joined in moving the arms while Aisha returned to the kitchen, they were done in less than twenty minutes.

'No one should assist Aisha, she must do it alone' Tarasha warned before she drove out of the office in the van. Tarasha knew Aisha was no match for the guys lurking outside but they had been previously warned about bringing intruders in or around the place, so Aisha had to face whatever consequence that her action spurred.

... to be continued

donkross1:
Oyinprince na Christ Embassy you dey attend?

Yes

aisha should die abeg, she broke d rules

Oyinprince:
Yes

Thy art my brother in christ. I cover you

I'm really happy to read these updates aisha got what she deserves

... The suspense at the river about Taras he's survival from the parachute is something else.... Questions to ask. Where did trash get the native cloth she put on? Could somebody had gone for that?....
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Oyinprince you've not answer his question

Holuwadharah:
... The suspense at the river about Taras he's survival from the parachute is something else.... Questions to ask. Where did trash get the native cloth she put on? Could somebody had gone for that?....
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Oyinprince you've not answer his question

I have. Read the first post of my last set of updates

donkross1:
Thy art my brother in christ. I cover you

Nice to meet you bro. Lets chat on whatsapp. Add me via the number in my signature

Thanks for ur comment guys, I'll try make an update before the end of the day but it'll be on my blog

Holuwadharah:
... The suspense at the river about Taras he's survival from the parachute is something else.... Questions to ask. Where did trash get the native cloth she put on? Could somebody had gone for that?....
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Oyinprince you've not answer his question

Read this paragraph.

"Another visit to Onne revealed more details; one of the village's young girls was found by some policemen after the Dakolo left on the fateful day of the assassination. She was
tied half Unclad to a tree in the bush, an air attendant's
uniform was also found on the floor beside her. The victim
was confused as to how she got there when asked, that was
after she had been given medical attention. The medical
personnel that treated her confirmed this; he said that there
was a sign of a tiny piercing on the lady's neck, meaning that
she was injected with an unknown substance, most likely a
sedative." www.nairaland.com/2563770/tarasha-action-thriller/6#2563770.199#39290941

That's where the answer lies. Well done Oyinprince!

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