Flakkydagirl:
That was quite thrilling.... Welldone Oyinprince. More knowledge.....

flakky dear, so ure here...
plx wat happened to "our husband"

Flakkydagirl:
That was quite thrilling....
Welldone Oyinprince.
More knowledge.....

flakkydagirl, wats wronging in u dat u didn't finish my husband? oya receive inspiration to continue in Jesus name. firreee

This story no sweet at all

bummybummy:
flakkydagirl, wats wronging in u dat u didn't finish my husband? oya receive inspiration to continue in Jesus name. firreee

bro shey you see, she jst leav us hanging eh,

do4luv14:


bro shey you see, she jst leav us hanging eh,

missuniverse:
flakky dear, so ure here...

plx wat happened to "our husband"

bummybummy:
flakkydagirl, wats wronging in u dat u didn't finish my husband? oya receive inspiration to continue in Jesus name. firreee

missuniverse:
flakky dear, so ure here...

plx wat happened to "our husband"

Will do something about it soonest....thanks guys.

Flakkydagirl:







Will do something about it soonest....thanks guys.

do ooo, cos ah wan know wia out wife run go

Chapter 7 pt 3

'You came to paralyze my network lines?' She said as she turned towards Cole, squinting at him with a questioning look. She pointed her gun to his head.

Cole was speechless for a while. He stared straight into the hole of the gun and his body trembled. His eyes met hers and what he saw was more than fury, he saw hell in it. He couldn't find his voice until he heard the sound of the cocking of her gun.

'I can explain,' the words jumped out of his mouth as his hands went up in the air simultaneously. He got up to his feet slowly.

'Start your explanation before you join your friend,' she said and began to take slow steps towards him.

'I... I didn't plan to paralyze the networks but I had no choice,' Cole stuttered.

'Explain yourself better, I have no time to waste with you.' Tarasha said in a strict voice and paused to bring out of her phone.

'I was sent and the other guy was sent with me to ensure I do it,' Cole continued with stammering lips.

'To do what?' she stared at him with a questioning look and then briefly looked at her phone on which she was typing a text message. 'You were sent to do what?' she repeated.

'To paralyze your created network,' Cole said, mentioning his words slowly and out of fear. Tarasha gave him a cold look which made him tremble all over. 'I already explained here,' he added quickly, pointing with a finger to the screen of the system before him. His heart began to race thrice as normal as she raised her gun again to his head level.

'You explained what?' she sounded impatient.

'I explain...I explained everything...'

'Who sent you?' Tarasha cut in, reaching for something in her bag.

'Elvis,' he stated. She raised a brow at him. 'Rex,' he added.

'Who the hell is Elvis and who is Rex?'

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'Rex...' Cole's voice sounded through the earpiece. 'Who the hell is Elvis and who is Rex?' Rex could hear the voice which sounded faint after Cole's. That was the first time he heard her voice in the conversation but he had been hearing what Cole was saying. He needed no one to tell him the voice was Tarasha's. He was sure Cole was going to spill out all he knew about him to her but he wasn't bothered. He still had an advantage over them, he could hear Cole and would be aware if they made any plans against him but they didn't know he was listening to them.

With his hands on the wheels, he looked back the other carriageway through the open window and could still see the man far behind walking fast. He was only few metres close to the U-turn and the man called Henry E.G would be captured.

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'When you get to a reasonable distance, cross to the other side and pick a cab to Goodluck flyover.' Henry read the new text from Tarasha. He turned to look back briefly to see if he had covered a reasonable distance, but then he didn't know what she would define as reasonable distance.

He could see a U-turn somewhere afar and thought that after the U-turn should be a reasonable distance to cross to the other side.

_____

'I don't really know who he is, but he's intelligent and he leads Stainless and Don, he deactivated your NSCC account and asked me to come here.' Cole explained.

Tarasha wanted to hear more about this Rex but there was no time for her to talk or listen more, she raised the second gun which she had taken from the bag and released a shot towards his arm. The release pierced into his shoulder.

Cole's body shook all over and he collapsed to the ground slowly. He was deep asleep in few seconds. Tarasha took out her phone again and typed in another message. 'Tell me when you are in the cab taking you to the Goodluck flyover.'

She opened her bag to put her other devices and then strapped it on properly. She returned the two guns which she had kept in the same hand back to their hidden place.

She took a brief look back at the mess Cole's partners body had created before she proceeded to where Cole was and began to drag him towards the door with his collar.

As she dropped his body out of the computer room, she remembered that she had left a recorder on Henry's body which she hadn't been able to listen to. She turned into the room to get the receiving piece.

_______

Henry still had some metres to the U-turn, he kept taking glances at the other side to see if cabs were readily available there. His phone vibrated again. He paused to check the message. He thought she would explain to him what she meant by reasonable distance but she was only telling him to inform her when he gets a cab.

He wondered why she wasn't there yet. If there were enemies around, then she was supposed to have gotten there to help him. Maybe she was also scared, he thought. Or why else would she be sending him messages from home instead of being there to get him out of trouble.

He spotted a car making its way straight towards him and moved closer off the road for the driver who appeared to be desperate to escape the building traffic, but the car changed its direction towards him and drove with a higher speed that Henry thought the car was purposely coming to hit him.

The car finally stopped a metre before him and the engine went off. Henry heaved a sigh and continued his walk, thinking that the driver was drunk or just someone talented with madness. As he reached the front of the car, he took a brief look at the driver who had come out hurriedly from the driver's side.

'Hello,' Henry could hear the driver call someone. It appeared to be him the driver was signaling to because no one else was in the direction the driver was looking towards. Henry pretended not to hear and continued to walk. He had less than ten metres to the U-turn. He decided to take the narrow space between the car and the drainage instead of going through the place the driver was standing. He was at the middle of the car when the door to the back seat flung open, blocking his way. He took a quick glance at the driver and met a strange and scary face which sent shrills down his spine. He would have jumped over the drainage but just by the side was a heap of red sand. He turned to run back but the door of the front seat also flung open and hit him in the belly. He was still desperate to escape and jumped into the dirty drain but his attacker was faster than he was. The man was already at his front. He was dragged up with the collar and a blow was sent simultaneously to his face.

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Lagos, Nigeria.



'I'll be traveling back to the states tomorrow morning,' Madam Henrietta said to Stephanie. She was arranging her clothes into the small traveling box she brought with her.

Stephanie was seated on the sofa in the room. She could hear her mother talking to her but she gave no visible response immediately. Even Madam Henrietta wasn't looking at her for a response, she only announced it because she had to.

'I'm sorry mum, I just have to...' Stephanie spoke after a long moment of silence but Madam Henrietta cut her short with a raise of her hand. She had her mind made up already, Stephanie was only being ungrateful and there was no explanation to it.

Stephanie rose up and walked towards madam Henrietta, she stopped and stood in front of her, the woman ignored her completely and continued with what she was doing. The box was fully loaded, she zipped it up and turned it upright.

'Mum, please don't misunderstand my reasons for wanting to stay...'

'Steph, I said I don't want to hear any of that.' the woman slammed, staring Stephanie straight in the face. 'You've made your choice and I can't force you to leave the country with me. It's your life and not mine, so you'll take responsibility for whatever happens to you.' she said and rolled the bag away from the bedside.

Stephanie heaved a sigh and closed her eyes, she knew there was nothing she could say to appease madam Henrietta at that moment. And there was also no going back on her decision to stay, she couldn't leave her real mum at that moment.

'Here's your phone,' Madam Henrietta said, taking out something from a nylon bag.

Stephanie turned to her and saw her stretching forth the phone to her. She quickly moved closer and collected it from her. 'Thank you.'

'And I thought you could make use of a better one also,' Madam Henrietta continued, searching for something else in the bag. 'I don't know if you'll like this,' she brought out a small carton containing a new phone.

Stephanie's eyes widened and her mouth opened as she saw the carton of the new iPhone 22B, 'Mum, this costs a lot.' she exclaimed.

'Yea, I got it for you.' the woman stretched it to her, unsmiling.

'Wow! Thank you mum,' Stephanie collected the phone, her face was full of smiles and she was almost jumping. She wanted to begin unboxing the phone that moment but she stopped as her eyes met her mother's unhappy face again, her smile diminished gradually.

____

Dave clicked on play again. It was the fifth time he was going to watch the video. It showed a lady who walked like she was wounded until she stopped a taxi and entered, then it faded in and another showed a masked man who rushed out of the gate looking left and right of the road as if he was searching for someone he was pursuing. Dave had confirmed from the previously unedited footages that the lady came out from the same gate the masked man came from. His guess was that the lady was Samantha Osman after she had allegedly killed Don Dan and Aisha Bello, she also had sustained an injury. He didn't know where exactly but he believed it must have been at the back. Then the man was unknown but report had it that he was an NIS agent. That was what baffled Dave more. He was the NIS agent in charge of the case and he had no assistant helping him. So the man was definitely not an NIS Agent.

Dave's mind wasn't at rest, he reached for his phone and dialed the number of the NIS chairman.

'Hello DJ,' the chairman's calm voice sounded at the pick of the call.

'Good afternoon sir, I'll like to correct a misinformation.' Dave said.

'What misinformation is that?' the chairman replied.

'It's on this Samantha Osman's case sir. I was going through the NSCC files and videos to match up somethings and I watched a particular video where a masked man came out from the gate after Samantha Osman,' Dave said.

'Ermm... Okay, so what's wrong with that?'

'Reports says it was an agent of our organization and I've been wondering why the false info has not been corrected.'

'Who told you it's a false information?' the man asked, sounding evasive. Dave could sense that he was hiding something.

'I wasn't at the scene that day, so it's a false information.'

'Are you the only NIS agent we have?'

'No sir, but I am the one in charge of the case.' Dave argued.

'Who told you that you're the only one?'

'Ermm... But I'm not aware of anyone else. No one...'

'Just keep quiet Dave,' the man cut in. 'I'm the boss and I can assign as many agents as possible to a case, especially if the initially assigned one is underperforming.'

'But sir... Am I underperforming? I don't think so.'

'This conversation is over Dave, don't talk to me about this anymore.' the man said and the line went off immediately.

_

Jumoke adjusted her scarf and put her bag on the floor to take out her key. She tried to slip it into the keyhole but she discovered that a key was in from behind and removed it. She had thought Dave was not at home since she couldn't see any of his shoes or sandals at the door but with the key in the keyhole from behind, she was sure he was in.

Her knuckles hit the door thrice and she waited to get a response.

'It's Jumoke,' she replied in response of his question of who was at that door.

In few seconds, she heard the sound of the key turning in the hole and then the door was opened.

'Welcome baby,' Dave said and turned back immediately. Jumoke picked her bag and entered.


'Phew!' Jumoke stopped and exclaimed in surprise as she stared around the living room which was well tidied and arranged. 'Good evening, you did all these?'

'All what?' Dave asked, returning to the laptop he dropped on the three seater. He sat on the close to the arm rest and carried the computer on his laps.

'I mean you cleaned and rearranged the whole house?'

'Oh! Yes, it wasn't all that dirty though. I just thought it could be arranged better.'

'Wow! Thanks,' she let out a deep breath and proceeded towards him. She placed a kiss on his lips and sat beside him on the three seater, looking into the laptop he was holding.

Dave continued with his work with full concentration, even though he knew she was watching what he was doing.

'You're allowing me see you work today?' Jumoke asked, staring at his face in surprise.

Dave took some seconds before answering, 'I don't get you,' he glanced briefly at her with a raised eyebrow and returned his focus to the computer.

'You allow me sit beside you while you're working on your computer today, this has never happened, you don't always want me to see what you're doing.' she accused.

'Oh that!' Dave smiled very briefly. 'Well, I'm working and you're not supposed to see the details of my job but since you know so much about me already, it doesn't make sense hiding it from you anymore. And I'm a hundred percent sure that you don't even understand what you are seeing right now.'

'Hmm...' Jumoke took some few seconds to look at what he was doing again. She could see the name of the software he was working on, 'The profiler'. She could also see the notepad application opened by the side in which Dave was typing in some words and copying from time to time into the NSCC profiler. 'True, I don't understand what you're doing but I'm sure it's about your job,' she said.

It took Dave some time to reply again, he was consumed with his work. 'Yes, it's about my job.' he said without taking his eyes off the screen.

'Well, let me go change inside.' Jumoke said and rose up to her feet.

'Ermm... I wanted to tell you something,' Dave said, holding her by the hand as she was about to leave and looking up to her face.

'What's that?' she asked as she returned back to the seat.

Dave adjusted the computer and bent the screen slightly as he turned to give her full attention. 'I'll be returning to work tomorrow. Very early in the morning, I'll be leaving for Abuja.'

The words hit Jumoke like a huge blow. Not that she wasn't expecting it to come but her expectation did not stop or lessen the impact.

She was silent for a brief moment. 'So when do we see again?' she finally spoke, letting out a breath exhaustively.

'I'll be coming to Lagos frequently and I'll make sure I always stop by.' Dave said slowly, mentioning every word with effects like he was making a promise.

'Well, I hope it happens that way.' Jumoke said and sighed. 'Is that all you wanted to tell me?'

Dave let out a breath. 'Jumoke, I need a favour from you.' he said and let out another breath.

'What's that?' She raised her eyebrows.

'I'll be glad if you provide me with any information you have about Samantha Osman or any new one you get about her after I leave.'

'I already told you all I know now but I'll make sure I tell you immediately I find out any new thing.' she replied.

Dave knew she lied but he allowed it pass. 'Thank you, that's all I wanted to talk to you about.'

'Alright,' she said and heaved a heavy sigh. She then picked her bag and walked into the living room.

Dave returned the computer to his lap and switched back to the NSCC app.

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__Abuja__

Twenty five minutes later

With sleeping Cole in the boot of the car, Tarasha raced to the NSCC office as fast as possible. There was no traffic jam on the way and this made her journey easier and quicker. She had an earpiece on her ear with which she was supposed to hear what was being recorded from Henry but she didn't hear anything since she had put it on except for the occasional horn and other sounds made by cars. It could only mean two things, either the recorder had been taken off from his body or Henry was talking at all. But the second reason was less reasonable, there was no way he could have kept quiet for so long. She expected him to be in a cab like she had directed, so he should have had the need to talk to the cab driver. She also checked her phone from time to time and there was no message from him yet.

Different thoughts flooded her mind. She had not heard from him neither had she received any message from him since the last one he sent telling her he was about to be thrown out. Maybe he had been captured immediately he was thrown out by Rex, the enemy whom Cole alleged to be the intelligent Assasin who deactivated her NSCC account. And it was possible that he only lost the phone or it was seized from him. Any one it was, it still didn't explain why he had not spoken for over twenty five seconds.

She turned into the road leading to the NSCC office from the roundabout, the same one Henry had taken and parked his car after going past the NSCC office. Her eyes searched around for any signs of him as she reduced her speed. She then reached for her phone and dialed his number. It rang twice without being answered.

She reduced her speed more and moved away from the fast lane, then she took out her device from her bag and unlocked it. She selected the tracker application and took the time to look around again while she waited for it to load.

The app loaded and she placed her touch on one of the options displayed, 'Track Device c403'. She renamed it as Henry and clicked on it. The map of Abuja displayed and a small yellow circle could be seen moving round on it. The map zoomed in, showing only the parts of Asokoro and then the yellow circle became smaller but continued to move. It stopped at a particular place and then changed to green, which meant it had located the device. Tarasha pulled over to the side of the road. She zoomed the map to see the exact location, the green circle was moving but very slow. She could tell that Henry was in a vehicle, going the opposite direction of Goodluck flyover where she asked him to go. He was not too far away but with the speed of the vehicle's movement, it would only take a heavy traffic jam for Tarasha to be able to catch up with him.

She sighed and hissed almost simultaneously, wondering why Henry did not follow her instruction. Maybe he really wasn't with his phone, she thought again. She picked her phone again and dialed for the third time. This time it was answered immediately.

'Where the hell are you?' she voiced out angrily.

'Hi,' a strange voice replied her and followed the reply with a loud chuckle. The person seemed to be chewing something he was enjoying. 'I'm Rex, I know Cole should have mentioned my name to you. I hope you were patient enough to let him tell you more about me because you can't fight me if you don't know me. Well, find me and catch up with me if you can. I'll kill this guy in the next one hour.'

Tarasha was shocked and speechless as she heard the line trip off. Someone knocked the glass of the car window but she didn't give him attention. The policeman continued to knock and wave to her. She had parked wrongly.


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Audrinakane:
Keep up the good work dear . more ink to got pen but please nothing should happen to Tarasha

Thanks Audrinakane

Flakkydagirl:
That was quite thrilling....
Welldone Oyinprince.
More knowledge.....

Thanks ma

dimssy:
Oyinprince,
Well done oooo.
On behalf of the readers society of nairaland, I did my hat

Thank you sir

Oyinprince:
Thank you sir

ok my comment no go get response ba?

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This is getting more interesting. I think Tarasha still has a heart, she's isn't heartless like they all think jare

Am in

Alennsar:


ok my comment no go get response ba?

Lol, no vex.

But if you check, I've responded to this several times on this thread and I don't want to keep posting the link.

Read this article : http://www.youngicee.com/2016/08/how-to-make-comments-on-this-blog-and.html

Flakkydagirl:
That was quite thrilling.... Welldone Oyinprince. More knowledge.....

are you for real flakkydagirl!

ESIXLOVE:
are you for real flakkydagirl!

Yes Sir

Chapter 7 Part 4

Tarasha finally took a glance at the policeman trying to get her attention. He stopped knocking on seeing that she looked towards his direction. He tried to say something to her but she looked away again, this time, she turned and stared straight forward with a narrow look. The policeman began to knock again and another one appeared at the window of the driver's side

Tarasha took a briefer look at both policemen, her eyes met with the eyes of the policeman at the driver's side. Then she looked towards the road. She accelerated all of a sudden and turned into the road, causing panic to both policemen who fled immediately and a motorist coming from behind.

She continued on a medium speed for the first one minute, taking time to place her device in a place she could easily see the map to track the movement of the vehicle in which Henry was. The sound of police vehicle' siren could now be heard from behind but she was sure the vehicle wasn't moving yet. After sticking the tab to a place on the car dashboard with the aid of the magnet behind the device's case, she increased to a very high speed and began to overtake the vehicles in front of her.

She took a glance towards the gate of the NSCC as she drove past and spotted the car which Henry had driven there still parked where it was, there was only one car close to it now, the one behind. She cursed under her breath as a powerbike nearly hit her car as as she tried to overtake another vehicle. She then put on the trafficator and placed her hand on the car horn, overtaking more vehicles and causing panic on the road.

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Rex was getting irritated by the traffic jam. There was a long queue of cars at his front and on the other lane, even the return carriageway was also jam-packed. Henry was in his vehicles's booth and was going to be sleeping for a long time, Rex had injected him with a sleeping liquid.

Rex's eyebrows raised in hope as the vehicle before him began to move, he placed his hand on the steering wheel and also joined in the movement but the vehicle stopped after covering less than a distance of six metres. He hissed and cursed under his breath again, slamming his fists against the wheels at the same time.

He wouldn't like for Tarasha to meet him on the way, he would like for her to meet him at the place he was leading her to, where he could properly finish her up and also have her body in his custody to later present it as a trophy to Chief Elvis. He wasn't scared of having to fight her on the road, he had his face disguised with makeups and there was no fear of being recognized or having his real image documented later by the security operatives. But the possible interference of the police or other security agencies if Tarasha met him on the way was what bothered him most, it would not allow him deal with her the way he wanted, they will cause him to be in a hurry and give her a less painful death.

He popped his head out through the window again to see what was happening but he couldn't see anything at the front. He withdrew and bounced his back against the rest angrily. Just then, a bike manoeuvred through the little space left between his car and a bus. He hissed and cursed at the impossiblity of snatching the bike, he couldn't leave Henry who he had in the boot. At the same time, another thought struck his mind, Tarasha could appear by his side at any moment with a bike.

He pulled a bag from the backseat of his car and placed it on the passenger's side at the front. He removed a pistol from it and placed it under the bag, then he took out two long knife-like metals which had tiny ropes attached to them. He placed them under the bag too.

The vehicle at his front made signs of movement again and the vehicles by his side also moved but he paused to see how far they would go before he joined them. He hissed on seeing that they didn't move more than two metres ahead each.

_____

'Sir, we were at the reported kidnap scene some minutes ago but we're now pursuing a car we met there,' a gruff voice sounded through Inspector Dakolo's phone.

'You met a car at the kidnap scene?'

'Yes, but the witnesses of the kidnap said the car just arrived there about two minutes before us.'

'Then why are you on the trail of the car since it just arrived?' Dakolo asked.

'We actually thought the new motorist was innocent and only wanted to tell her to move forward to allow us check the scene but then she just raced off and has been driving with a crazy speed since then.'

'The driver is a woman?'

'Yes.'

'Do you think she's a part of the kidnap?'

'I'm not really sure sir but we don't just want to take any chances but however there's a higher possibility that she's just an unlucky driver who thought we had come to arrest her for breaking traffic laws but now she's breaking more traffic laws with the speed she's on and she really needs to be arrested and made to face the penalty.'

Dakolo chuckled at the sound of the officer's last words. 'Face the penalty' by the officer could just mean that she'll have to pay a bribe. 'Do you still have her car in sight?' he questioned.

'Not at all sir, she's far ahead of us but we've called for reinforcement and our cars would soon stop her from the front.'

'Good but how come a young lady is driving at such a high speed that has our vehicle left far behind?'

'I wonder too sir.'

'Maybe she's not just running from the penalty from disobeying traffic laws, she could have done something criminal also, she might also be a part of the kidnap plan or on the party of the person who was kidnapped.'

'It could be any of that sir. Well, I've just reported to you based on the director's directive, it looks like you're taking up the kidnap case.'

'Yes, he informed me already.' Dakolo replied. 'I'll be at the kidnap scene in few minutes time. Inform me once you get that lady, okay?'

'Yes sir.'

'Thank you officer,' Dakolo said and ended the call.

'Can you put a call through to the Security cameras department for me?' Dakolo said, turning to the lady who had her table close to his in the office for three.

'Just a minute Inspector,' the policewoman replied, trying to round up something she was typing on her laptop.

Dakolo busied himself with the report file on his table while he waited for the woman to connect to the security cameras section.



'Sir, they're online now.' the policewoman said, getting up from her table to give Inspector Dakolo a phone.

'Good afternoon, a kidnap of an unidentified man took place along the NSCC road about an hour ago, it was reported by the street officers and onlookers less than thirty minutes ago. Please search and provide footages received for me, I'll be in your department block in ten minutes time.'

'Did you say NSCC Headquarters road sir?'

'Yes, NSCC road.'

'Okay, we'll get that right away.' the call ended.

'Thank you officer,' Dakolo said as he returned the phone to the lady standing close to his table. He looked into the report file again. The kidnap was reported to have taken place unexpectedly. The victim was walking down the road and a vehicle drove towards him forcing him to enter the trapezoidal drainage instead of jumping into the red sand at the other side the drainage. The kidnapper was reported to have dealt the victim some blows and pierced the victim with something in the shoulder after which the victim was thrown into the backseat of the car. The kidnapper sped off before any of the street police officers could interfere.

'I don't know if I'll be returning to the office soon,' Dakolo spoke aloud to his office mates as he rose up from the seat. He took his car keys and proceeded towards the door.



Soon enough, Dakolo was in the security cameras section, in an open office which was shared by not less than ten people. He stood behind a desk where he watched as the computer operator searched for the footages he had requested for.

'I think this is it sir,' the female computer operator said, playing a particular clip which showed how Steve was being kidnapped but only from the backview.

'Can I get any footage captured from the front?'

'Yes, it wouldn't take me so much time to find it.' the lady replied.

'Please do that right now,' Dakolo said and stood upright. Bending for over five minutes had begun to have an effect on his body. He pulled a chair from another table to himself, he had been previously offered the seat but had refused because he thought he wouldn't need it. 'And I also need to trace where the victim was coming from and the kidnappers too.'

'That would take a longer time sir, you can't get it before you leave, probably you would in the next one or two hours.' the lady replied without looking at him.

'I know I can't get it before leaving, I just want it to be ready before I return.'

'Well, it depends on when you return sir.'

'Okay, you know what? Just put a call through to me immediately you finish.'

'Okay sir,' she said and a silence of about two minutes followed. 'We'll have the footage front view in 3,2...' the video player window popped open before she completed her countdown.

It began to play from the point where the backdoor of the car opened. Now they could see the faces of the victim of kidnap and the kidnapper.

'Please pause and zoom,' Dakolo said to the lady and she obeyed. 'Take a screenshot,' he added and she responded. 'I think you should delegate the assignment of finding out who they are to someone else, I'll need that too,' he said, rising up to his feet. 'This might just be more than a kidnap,' he added thoughtfully after a minute of standing, still watching the video and replaying some parts occasionally. 'I think the kidnapper and victim are not strangers to each other, it is evident from the body language of the victim.'


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Tarasha could see the three vehicles far in front of her before the roundabout slowing down, two on the left side, one behind another and the third one on the same lane she was. The traffic light had just changed to red.

She wondered what the reason was for the traffic light which turned red, there were no much cars coming from the other sides of the roundabout neither was there any work been done on the road. She slowed down several metres behind the car in front of her and took some seconds to study the space beside the road. There were small stalls made of temporary wooden structures and then a newspaper vendor's shelf at the edge of the straight road close to the roundabout. Some people, mostly men were at the vendor stand, purchasing and discussing. She moved the car bit to the edge and studied the space between the car in front and the vendor. She made sure she maintained a space of more than three metres behind the car in front.

Vehicles from behind began to level up with her, a school bus driver behind her was pushing the horn in desperation to make her cover the space she left in front but she ignored.

Tarasha was still wondering what the cause of the halt was and was undecided about what to do when she began to hear faint sounds of sirens. She knew at once that the traffic marshalls have been ordered to cause the stop because they were still on her trail for parking at the wrong space, not knowing that she was also been suspected for kidnap.

In a twinkle of an eye, she pushed the car horn to alert the people at the vendor stand as she swerved off the road with one side of the vehicle down and the other still on the pavement. She moved with a speed that allowed for the men at the vendor stand to flee, but some stubborn ones remained there, believing that it was impossible for her to want to pass the place.

She increased the speed of the car and crashed into the stand, not minding what would become of the men. She swerved to avoid a car as she drove into the roundabout but she was unable to avoid it completely. She hit the tip of the car and sent it crashing into a powerbike rider while she turned rightwards with the other cars going the same direction.


She adjusted the gear after entering into the new carriageway and continued on a high speed. The sounds of the sirens increased from different directions and became louder. She realized that more police cars were now on her trail.

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At last, the vehicles finally began to move at a constant but slow speed. Rex remained alert and observant. He wiped off a drop of sweat away from his chin, his hand touched his collar in the process and he remembered that he still had the sound piece connected to Cole's recorded on his body. He had switched it off after he observed that Tarasha had done something to Cole. He wasn't sure whether she killed or hypnotized him but he chose to believe the former. But then he began to consider the latter option again, it was very possible that she had him in her car with him alive, maybe hypnotized or temporarily paralyzed in her boot. He brought forward his tablet from behind and placed it on his lap. He turned on the screen and selected the tracker app for the purpose of tracking to know the location of Cole's dead or live body.

Something sounded from the sound piece on Rex's collar, it was the sound of the horn of a high duty vehicle and this confirmed to Rex that Cole was on the road with Tarasha, either dead or alive, conscious or unconscious and now he could track her location by tracking Cole's.

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The chase was getting hotter and messier. Tarasha could sense the presence of more police cars following her now and she began to wonder why they had to be so much pursuing her just because she parked at the wrong space. Or could it be that someone who was watching her movement had reported to the police? She asked herself. She realized now that Rex had said the truth when he said that she had not been patient enough with Cole. She should have been more patient to have allowed him talk more, maybe he would have told her that there were others outside watching her.

She pushed the horn desperately as a car whose trafficator was on tried to get in her way. It had just gotten into the road from a narrow way which led into the major road. Tarasha narrowly missed the car but not without taking off the side mirror with her car, it must have been driven by a learner for the car to be moved into the road at that time, seeing the speed at which she was coming with.

Another police vehicle surfaced behind her, from the narrow road the car she had scrapped the front mirror came from. It followed closely on her trail.



'Young woman, it is in your best interest to surrender and stop this pursuit. Police vehicles have been dispatched all around town to stop you and there's no way you'll escape us.' she had a voice from a loud speaker behind. She looked at the side mirror and noticed the new police vehicle, just about eight metres behind her. A car was in between them but the police vehicle overtook the car in a matter of seconds.

'Young lady, Stop!' the voice sounded again. She took a glance at the side mirror and saw an officer with his head slightly out through the window and his gun pointed at her car. Luckily for her, the road was scanty due to the lack of many road users at that time of the day. She took a glance at the tablet device hung to the dashboard stretched her hand to turn on the screen.

The green dot on the map had made some visible progress compared to what she saw the last time she checked but she could tell that she wasn't far from Rex and Henry anymore.

She had used thirty five minutes out of the one hour Rex had given her, she was sure that she would catch up with them before that time if she didn't encounter traffic jam and as far as they continued with the slow speed. But with the police vehicles unrelentlessly trailing her, she wondered how she was going to catch up.

'Young lady, you have the last opportunity to stop. Do that now,' the voice from the loud megaphone sounded again.

Tarasha took a glance at the side mirror, two more police cars were behind her and they were convertibles which allowed for officers to stand in them and point their guns to her car. She reached out for her guns and placed them on her laps.

She picked one of the guns as she swerved to drive past another car. She leveled up her car with the car and raised her gun to the driver who stared back at her in fear. She took two shots at the steering wheel and then lowered the gun and shot at the front tyre before driving past the car, wishing the driver good luck with the accident that was about to happen.

She swerved to the lane on which the car which she had shot at was and stared at the mirror. The police vehicle right behind her had escaped the accident but the second one behind collided with the car.

She began to hear the sounds of gunshots following her. A bullet hit the back of her car while one narrowly missed the driver's side mirror. She picked the gun again and took some shots back at the police vehicle without aiming.

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'Good afternoon Inspector,' Dakolo could hear the salutation in unison from the two officers he met at the kidnap scene.

He threw a salute to them in reply and smiled briefly. 'What have you got here?' he asked, stretching forth his hand to collect the notepad which one of the Inspectors was writing on.

'Some data we got from those around,' the officer replied and handed the notepad to Dakolo. 'They said they've never seen the kidnapper or the victim around here before neither had they seen the car.'

'Did you get any description of the victim or the kidnapper,' Dakolo asked, just for clarity sake. He had several screenshot photos of the kidnapper and the victim already in his device.

'No sir, the victim and the suspect did not relate with anyone around but some said they saw the victim come out of the NSCC Headquarters.' the officer replied.

'The NSCC Headquarters?' Dakolo mentioned, looking towards the far end where the NSCC building was. 'Let's go there,' he said, shaking his car keys in his hand as he proceeded towards the car.

The policemen got into the car and Dakolo began the drive to the NSCC office. His phone rang three minutes into the journey.

'Help me check who that is,' he said to the younger officer sitting with him at the front.

'Officer AB,' the officer replied.

'Abraham,' Dakolo muttered under his breath and nodded in signal for the officer to drop the phone. Maybe Abraham had gotten the girl they chased after, he thought. He would call him back after they got to the NSCC Headquarters which was less than two more minutes drive.

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Three minutes later


'Sir, she's got a gun.' officer Abraham announced into the cellphone.

'She's got a gun?' a surprised voice replied her.

'Yes, she just shot at an innocent driver and that has caused an accident here involving one of our cars. The third car is also stuck behind them.'

'How did you level up with her?'

'We were able to trace her with the plate number and took a short route to meet her.'

'Well, then I think we've got one of the kidnappers and not just an ordinary girl. Make sure you stop her.'

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Finally am here nd ghost mode deactivated...
Oyinprince I duff my hat 4 u, u r one great writer nd I pray u wil even be greater. Nice piece, God bless.

Oyinprince:
Lol, no vex.

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hello oyin is d end of tarasha 2,chapter 7 part 8?or u ar not done with d story yet?

mercydaniel:
hello oyin is d end of tarasha 2,chapter 7 part 8?or u ar not done with d story yet?

Hi, I do not understand your question please

EmpresFIDEL:
you GATS win award for this story.. u are d best

BumbleBee2ice:
Finally am here nd ghost mode deactivated...
Oyinprince I duff my hat 4 u, u r one great writer nd I pray u wil even be greater. Nice piece, God bless.

Thanks Bumble

Oyinprince:
Hi, I do not understand your question please

Are u going to update part 8 eposode 2 today

Johnsown1:

Are u going to update part 8 eposode 2 today

No, I updated 8 pt 1 today.
For now update is only twice a week

I think this story is has reached its climax.. It is now tasteless and uninteresting. The op should just stop and save us some mb pls

Oyinprince:
Hi, I do not understand your question please

sorry gud evening, I mean ar u done with tarasha 2?

Oyinprince:


Thanks Bumble

U wlcm

Oyinprince:
No, I updated 8 pt 1 today.
For now update is only twice a week

So when again

Oyinprince:
No, I updated 8 pt 1 today.
For now update is only twice a week

Oyin my man..... U haven't update this week ooo on Tarasha. I am hungry of ur write up

Johnsown1:
So when again

Updates are on Tuesdays and Saturdays.

SOPIGO:

Oyin my man..... U haven't update this week ooo on Tarasha. I am hungry of ur write up

Haba, I updated on Wednesday