Tarasha - Season 2 - Episode 214

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Tarasha - Season 2 - Episode 214

8:45pm
Cole’s Residence, Abuja .
‘Men… You’re such a good cook too,’ Victor said as he swallowed the last mold of semovita.

‘Thank you,’ Patricia smiled back at him. She watched him as he took out the meat from the plate of ugu and egusi soup and tore it with his teeth. She smiled and did the same with the meat in her plate.
Both of them were distracted from the beautiful moment by the sound of a ringing phone. It was Patricia’s phone, she hissed as she heard the sound.

‘That must be my mum,’ she said with a sigh.
‘I guess it’s already time you should be home.’

‘Yes.’
‘I’ll drive you home once we finish the meal,’ Victor offered.
‘No, you’re going to have to take your bath first before we leave this place.’ she retorted.
‘Take my bath?’ Victor looked at himself. To him, there was nothing dirty about him.
‘Yes, I called you to come in when I was taking mine but you were too busy with your tablet device.’ she said.
‘That’s true,’ he remembered her calling him to join her in the bathroom but he was busy then studying the drug Agency building. ‘But, I still have to drop you first, I can have my bath when I get home.’
‘No, no, no,’ she said and folded her lips in. ‘I won’t let you drop me without having your bath.’

‘Must you always be this stubborn?’ he asked jovially.
‘Yes, especially when it’s about the right things.’

He shook his head and chuckled. ‘I’m going to have my bath now, but would you like to come with me?’
‘Come with you to unclothe you or flight you to wash well’ she asked and laughed. He joined in the laughter. ‘I’m not having another bath, it’s your punishment for not answering me when I called you.’
‘Okay, let me just go already.’ Victor said and got to his feet, still munching the piece of meat in his mouth.
‘I’ll clean the dishes while you get ready,’ she said and began to pack the plates on the dining table as she watched him go into the room. She stopped with the plates after he walked out of sight. She proceeded towards the room to ensure that he was already in.

She returned to the living room quickly and headed straight to the centre table where the document was. She held it and positioned herself in the three seater whose back was turned to the path of the room so that she could quickly hide it if for any reason he comes out unexpectedly. She also held her phone which was previously ringing closer.
She opened the brown file and took out the paper in it carefully. She unfolded it and scanned through the content. At first, she didn’t understand what it was until she took her time to go through it. Then, she took a shot of the paper with her phone before folding it back into the envelope neatly.
A message entered her phone as she walked back to the dining. She unlocked the phone, the message had popped up on the screen. It was from Dave and it read; ‘I’m in town.’

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9:15 pm
Jumoke trudged through the passage of the house with her bag which seemed heavier than it should be in her left hand. She had a stressful day at work as there happened to be more than five emergencies in just one hour of that day.

She managed to pick out the keys to the door from her bag and inserted it into the keyhole. It opened as she turned it, easier than it should have but she was too tired to notice. She pushed the door in and stepped inside. The house was dark and hot, the curtains were all closed. She closed the door and reached for the bulb switch. She turned on the bulb and turned to meet a surprise.
‘Hi,’ Tarasha said and made a smirk. She was seated on top of the backrest of the three seater sofa and her feet was placed on the seat cushion. She was dressed on a white top and black shining trouser, her jacket which she took off because of the heat la!d beside where she sat. She was fondling a pistol in her hands.
Jumoke froze on the spot. Even though she didn’t recognize immediately who her guest was, she knew she was in trouble. Her legs vibrated on the spot and her bladder suddenly became full.
‘Don’t be scared, I’m supposed to be your friend. Or have you done anything wrong?’
Now Jumoke recognized her, both her face and her voice. The change in hairstyle had been the cause for her not recognizing immediately.
‘You helped me some months ago, and now I’ve come to pay you fully.’ Tarasha said and jumped down from the chair.
Jumoke’s heartbeat faster than normal. She knew she was staring death in the face and didn’t know what to do to save herself.
‘I left you alive because you were good to me but I’m here to kill you now because you decided to sell me out even after I warned you,’ Tarasha said as she stepped closer to her slowly.

She stopped at Jumoke’s front and placed the gun on the nurse’s lips. Now, Jumoke’s whole body was vibrating. Tarasha dragged the gun down from the lips through her neck and stopped in between her b-----s. Then she hit the nurse’s face with her backhand suddenly, making the nurse crash into the television behind.