Tarasha - Season 1 - Episode 33

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Tarasha - Season 1 - Episode 33

**4.15pm **
‘That girl is d--n wild!’ Dare laughed loudly as
he got into the driver’s side of the car. ‘I had to beg her to stop because she wouldn’t get tired, she just kept on riding without pity’
He cleaned his face with a white handkerchief
as he paused to listen. He loosened his tie and
took it off his neck, opening the two top
buttons of his collared shirt. His eyes met with
the scar on his forehead through the front
mirror as he relaxed back in the seat.
He had gotten the scar two months ago when
he got himself drunk to stupor on his birthday.
He had attempted to pull the shirt of one of his
friend’s invitees to the party and she responded
by pushing him violently away, not minding that
he was the celebrant of the day. He hit his
head on a table beside them. Since then, his
face had been disfigured with the black scar.
‘OK, I agree I’m not strong’ he began with
another round of laughter. ‘Just get me
someone better this Friday night’
He rounded up the call in few seconds and
started the car engine, he wasted some more
seconds to fasten his seat belt before
proceeding to drive out of the company’s gate.
He received salutations from other employees
as he drove out and face the main road. He had
driven for only one minute when his eyes met
something attractive. He smacked his lips and
took a deep breath as he fixed his eyes on the
sexy legs walking up the road.


‘Hello Pretty, where are you going to?’ He pulled up close to her.

‘Sir?’ She pretended not to hear as she bent
down to look into the car.

‘What way are you going to?’ He took another
deep breath as he viewed her b----t neatly
packaged in the cleavage showing dress.
‘Bello road’ she answered and stared at him in anticipation.

‘I’m going to Bello road too’ he lied with a big smile on his face. ‘Let me help you’
‘Thanks’ Tarasha replied and opened the door
quickly.

‘You’re welcome’ he responded.

Tarasha heaved a sigh of relief as she sat in.

She was already tired of waiting for him outside
the gate. She has tried to trap him also the day
before and waited at that same point for him,
only for him to drive happily by without taking
any look at her side, it seemed his mind was
disturbed the other day.

This was the only trick that Tarasha could play
this time as going to his office could revealed
her identity after the operation. The company
had been studied and it was found to have
several security measures that could keep
records of her visit. Trying to break and corrupt
their security devices would only waste more
time, so Tarasha opted for the option of getting
him to notice her on the road.

‘Can we go sir?’ She said to the stunned Dare
who waa still feeding his eyes on her thighs
sheepishly.

‘Oh sure’ he replied like he was caught
unawares and started the driving.

‘Thank you’ Tarasha said again.
‘No thanks. God would have gotten angry with
me if I had refused to help an Angel. I did it for
myself’ he replied, putting a smile on her face.
‘So where were you heading to in Bello road?’
‘Lorita restaurant’ she answered.

‘For lunch, I guess?’ He took a quick glance at
his wristwatch.

‘Yea, kind of’
‘Wow!’ He exclaimed. ‘So who’s this lucky guy who’s opportuned to take you out for lunch?’

‘No one, I’m going alone’
‘Alone?’ His eyes widened in disbelief.
‘Yes, alone’ she replied firmly.

‘Okay, your boyfriend is coming to meet you
there ‘ he voiced out his assumption.
‘No, I’m going alone’ she repeated. ‘I’m new in Abuja and I’ve got no friends yet, I came to do business’

‘Are you kidding me?’ He talked with so much
excitement. ‘I hope you won’t mind if I join you’

‘Of course, you’re welcome’
‘Wow! ‘ he smiled happily.

……………..
‘Why didn’t I even check here?’ Henry laughed at himself as he tossed the bug on the table.

He remembered arguing about itbwith the
attendants at the computer company when he
had gone for his ID card. He insisted that they
would have found it the same way they found
the card and that one of the workers had taken
it for himself because it was seen as a special
type of bug. He totally forgot that he went to
the company with a bag.

He picked up the bug and brought it close to
his eyes to scrutinize again. He sighed and
shook his head in a negative manner. He had to
dismantle the device and check the
components before making any reasonable
conclusion.

What he planned to do was to learn the working
techniques of the device, that would help him
avoid getting into a trap like Robin Kahn did.

Then he would be able to trace the real
address from whatever trap was set.
………………

‘The last time I saw Daniel was last year’s
December, here in Oshodi, in this street’ the
plumpy girl explained to the two officers seated
in front of her. ‘He was with a girl I know to be
called Franca’

‘Okay, did you guys talk when you saw?’ James asked.

‘ No, he acted like he didn’t see me’ Bose
replied. ‘We didn’t use to really greet in school, our matriculation numbers were just close because we registered at almost the same
time’

‘And Aisha registered at the same time with you
too?’

‘Yes, she registered after Daniel’
‘Okay, are you sure he saw you?’ James
inquired

‘Yes, he did’ she gave a quick reply.
James paused for a moment, he scanned
through all he noted down in his tablet device.
‘You said they were dating in school’
‘I didn’t say they were dating’ Bose refuted. ‘I said they were so close that people assumed that they were, Aisha said they weren’t’

‘I thought you said you were not close to Aisha,
how did she tell you they weren’t dating?’
James asked with suspicion in his voice.
‘You see’ she began her explanation. ‘Aisha was a sportswoman, she was loved by everyone.

The only reason some people stayed far from
her was get association with Daniel. Daniel was
a rough guy, believed to be a deadly cultist but
that assertion wasn’t proven. So everyone
except teammates maintained a distance from
Aisha, they could only speak with her briefly
when she wasn’t around Daniel or his friends’
‘So he was already dreaded in year two?’ James raised a brow.

‘Yes, as a matter of fact, there were rumors
that he was already a committed member of
the cult before he gained admission’
‘Hmm, serious’ James nodded his head slowly
and took a glance at Sandra. ‘Do you know
where we can find this Daniel?’
‘No, I don’t have any idea’ she replied.
‘What about the girl you saw him with?’
‘She lives down the street, I can show you to
her house’
…………

‘So Evelyn, what part of Nigeria are you from?’
Dare asked as he took a bite of the chicken.
They were seated opposite each other in the
restaurant on a table for two.
‘Rivers State’ she answered, ‘my parents are from Orogbum’

‘Orogbum’ Dare corrected her pronunciation, he gave her a suspicious look. ‘You don’t even
know how to pronounce the name of your
town?’

Evelyn quickly put up a bright smile, ‘I wasn’t
born or brought up here so you can’t blame me’

‘I see. I’ve been to Orogbum before for a
friend’s mother burial’ he paused and stared at her face. ‘What part of Canada did you stay?’

‘Ontario’ she took a sip of the fruit juice and
rested back in the chair.

‘Hmm, cool. So what brought you back to
Nigeria? ‘

‘I told you earlier that I came to do business’
‘Business?’ He started stared at her in disbelief.

‘Yes, business. To invest in the many
opportunities here’

He gave a broad smile, ‘I like that, it’s very rare to see young girls talking business in this part of the world’

She replied with a chuckle. She took another
sip from the glass cup.

‘Ain’t you eating again?’ He stared at the
remnant of the food in front of her.
‘I’m full’ she smiled.

‘Come on’ he cleaned his oily lips with a tissue
paper. ‘You’ve not even taken up to five bites’

‘I’m full’ she insisted
‘Or you want something else?’
‘No, thanks’ she took a glance at the wristwatch and exclaimed. ‘Oh! I have to leave now’ she said and hurriedly grabbed her bag.
‘Why?’ He asked
‘I have an appointment with my Dad online in
forty minutes time’
‘I see…’
‘Yeah’
‘Let me drive you home’ he offered, getting up
from his seat.

‘No, thanks. Don’t bother, I’ve troubled you a lot already’

‘You don’t have a choice’ he said mockingly. ‘Do
you know how to get back home?’
‘Of course’ she laughed heartily. ‘How do you think I know this restaurant? I’ve been briefed about this city and I also have the map’ she displayed something on her phone’s screen to him.

He smiled. ‘Well, I insist on taking you home’
‘Alright, I agree’ she eyed him playfully and took the lead.

He licked his lips and rubbed his palms together
as he had a view of her behind once again. He
caught up with her and they walked silently to
the car. He opened the door for her to sit first
before entering into the driver’s side.

‘So where are you staying exactly? Where’s
your house?’ He asked before starting the car
engine.

She smiled. ‘I don’t have a house yet, I’m
planning to pay for a property next week, I’m in
a hotel for now’

‘What?? That means you don’t have somewhere to stay?’ He glanced at her as he began to drive.

‘I just told you I stay in a hotel’
‘And you’re comfortable there?’
‘What? Why not?’ She wiped her hair
backwards. ‘I’m not staying there for too long’

‘I can help you get your own property this week,
a very good one’ he said

‘No thanks. My Dad specified what he wants me
to get’

‘We can get something of the same kind’ he
persisted.

‘OK, let’s see what you can offer’ she gave in.

‘Tell me about this weather’ she changed the
topic of discussion.

‘It’s harmattan. It was harsher than this two
days ago, it’s gradually subsiding’ he grinned.
‘Hope it has not been bad on you’
‘Not at all. I’m putting on a sleeveless short
gown, it doesn’t seem cold to me. I only hate
the dust’
He smiled. ‘You hate the dust?’
‘Yeah’. She looked at him funnily.
‘You’re lucky that everywhere is tarred in this
city. If you get to the rough side of the country,
your whole body would be covered by dust
already’
‘Wow! Is it that bad?’
‘We don’t see it as bad anymore, it’s just one of our seasons’

‘What season does cotton grow here?’ She
suddenly changed the topic again.
‘Hmm…’ He scratched his beards. ‘I don’t really know but I can find out for you. Why do you
ask?’

‘I’m into the cotton business and I hear the
industry here is big. I’m looking for a good
company to partner with’ Evelyn explained.
‘You’re into the cotton business?’ His eyes
widened as he asked.

‘Yes, do you anybody who is also involved in it?
Or any company?’

‘Yes, I know’ he started joyfully. ‘My father has the largest cotton firm in the whole nation.
Julal Limited’

‘Your father is Jubril Lawal?’ Her eyes widened in surprise as she exclaimed.

‘Yes, he’s my father’ he stated proudly.

……………….
‘Who do you say you were looking for?’ A middle aged woman walked into the living room with her teenage son who went to call her.

‘Is Franca your daughter?’ James asked.
‘Yes, she is’ the woman put on a serious look
as she placed a hand on her chest.

‘We need to see her concerning one of her
friends’ James continued. ‘We are from the
police headquarters’
‘Eh! ‘ the woman began an unforeseen wailing,
adjusting her head tie as she sniffed.
‘Calm down madam, let’s hear you well’ James urged, as he couldn’t hear what she was saying amidst tears.

‘My daughter has left this house since the thirty
first day of December and has not returned
since then’ she repeated.


‘Where did she say she was going to?’ James
enquired.

‘She only said she was going to see her friend’
‘Which of her friends?’
‘She did not specify, she said she wasn’t going
to stay long’
‘Has this been reported to the police?’
‘Yes, it has. They’ve questioned all her friends
that we know but no one seems to know where
she is’

‘Have they questioned her friend Daniel?’
‘Who is Daniel ?’ She asked ignorantly.
‘You don’t know Daniel?’
‘None of her friends bear that name’
James turned to look at Sandra to come in with
an explanation. ‘Daniel is very tall, he’s dark and not too slim’

The woman looked more confused at the
explanation. ‘He came here with her on the
thirtieth of this December’ Sandra put in.

The Woman looked at her son standing beside
her for affirmation or denial. ‘I don’t know if he came to the house with her but I saw them
walking on the street’ Sandra quickly added.

‘Yes, I saw her with a stranger that day’ the
light skinned teenage boy joined in. ‘But they
did not stay together for long’
‘The person was a total stranger?’ James
turned to the boy.

He affirmed by nodding his head. ‘Was he a
stranger to Franca too?’

‘I think he was her Facebook friend. I overheard
them saying something like that’
‘What’s Franca’s Facebook ID’ James brought out his phone and began to type into it.
……………

16/01/2031
**7am**
Henry looked sober in his room. His head rested
on his two palms that were clasped together as
he mumbled some words under his breath. He
had just finished listening to a salvation
message by popular Nigerian televangelist ,
Chris Oyakhilome and had been fired up from
inside. Though he was a Christian, he wasn’t a
committed one. Now, his mind had just been
awoken again to the love of God and how why
he should be passionate about God.

His phone rang, disturbing his prayers. He
switched it off immediately and hid it under his
pillow. He picked up the bible on the stool in
front of him and began to flip through the
pages, he was unsure of where to stop. He
turned back to the concordance and located
the word “love”, he began a more intensive
study on it.
………

‘Make sure it is organized before this afternoon’

Tarasha said, looking into the laptop screen.
‘Sure, I’ll get it done’ the reply came in a thick Russian accent.

Tarasha closed the video calls application and
shut down the laptop. The landline in the room
rang aloud.

‘Hello’
‘Good evening Miss Evelyn, A man by the name
Dare Lawal is waiting for you’ a voice came
through.

‘Thank you, I’ll be down shortly’ she said and dropped the call.

She catwalked to the mirror and viewed herself
one more time. She was looking perfectly okay
in her blue trouser suit, more importantly she
looked business minded.

She picked her handbag and proceeded out of
the room. She got to the reception in two
minutes.

‘Hi’ Dare smiled and got up as he spotted her.
‘Good morning’
‘Good morning.’ She smiled back.

‘How was your night?’ He extended his hand to her.

‘Perfect, how about you?’
‘Awesome’ he said and placed a gently kiss on the back of her palm. ‘I was thinking about you all night’
‘Really?’
‘Yeah. It’s like I never met someone as
beautiful as you are before’
‘Oh! That’s sweet’ she blushed, getting her
acting skills perfectly.

‘Anything for an angel’ he grinned. He arranged the tip of his suit properly before taking her hands in his. ‘Shall we?’ He smiled and ushered her forward with his other hand.
‘So what part of the city are you taking me to?’
Evelyn asked as they walked out of the hotel.

‘Asokoro. There are lots of apartment you’ll like there’

‘Alright, let’s see’ she gave a bright smile as she stepped into the car.

‘You will like it, my Dad stays there. You’ll be
able to see him often and partner well with him’
he said before closing the door. He smiled as
he turned to the driver’s seat. His concern
wasn’t her partnership with his father. He was
so focused on getting in between her thighs
that he wouldn’t have raised any doubt if all she
had told me about herself the last night didn’t
sound authentic.
………
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