Tarasha - Season 2 - Episode 228

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Tarasha - Season 2 - Episode 228

April 29, 2017
6:50am
Different thoughts ran through James’ mind as he walked from the garage where his car was parked into the Vice President’s house. He held the file Samantha had given him the last night in his hand and was going in to demand an explanation from his father. Not that he was ready to accept his father’s denial of the allegation and denial of evidences against him but he wanted his father to be aware of his possession of the documents and warn him to begin to thread more carefully. Though he and his father were most times not on the same sides, he didn’t think he would like to see his father labelled as a criminal or sent to prison. He also knew that his father would try to buy justice with money but he didn’t want it to get to that level. If it were several years ago when the level of corruption was higher in their nation, the Vice President would certainly go scot-free after several court hearings but with the low level of corruption in the country presently, it would only take luck for the man to be able to scale through except of course he went through another means of involving in more deadly crimes to absolve himself.
‘Good morning sir,’ one of the Vice President’s security officers greeted him as he stepped into the living room.
‘Good morning, can I see my Dad?’
‘I’ve not seen him this morning, he hasn’t stepped out of his room yet,’ the security man replied.
‘Can you help me check him or preferably get Benson,’ James requested before locating a sofa where he sat comfortably. Benson was one of his father’s closest assistants and James was sure Benson was the right person to get his father to attend to him quickly.
Benson soon arrived. ‘Agent James, good morning.’
‘Good morning Benson,’ James replied, offering him a handshake.
‘I heard you want to see your father,’ Benson enquired.

‘Yes, I want to have a word with him.’
‘Does he know you’re coming?’
‘No, it’s kind of an emergency. I just have to see him this morning,’ James said, displaying the file in his hands.
‘Okay, I’ll try to get him for you. He slept very late last night and I’m not sure he would like to be up this early but I’ll still try.’

‘Thank you Benson,’ James said and returned to his seating position.
It wasn’t until after twenty minutes that Benson left that the Vice President came out to see his son. The man was still dressed in his night gown and held his walking stick as usual, beating the ground playfully with it as he walked.
‘James, it’s a surprise seeing you here this morning. The last time I saw you this early was immediately after your graduation from the university,’ the man said as he walked to him from behind.
‘Good morning sir,’ James rose and greeted with an unsmiling face.
‘Good morning, what brings you here? I can see it’s not something pleasant,’ the man replied, noticing his son’s serious face. He sat on the adjacent sofa close to James.
‘Here,’ James picked the file from the chair arm which he placed it on top and stretched it forth to his father.
Chief Elvis knew what it was at once. It was the same type of file with the one that was given to Vivy and also had the same title on it.
‘What’s this?’ he asked as he collected, feigning ignorance. He didn’t want to give James an impression that he had seen it before.

‘Open it Dad, the message is for you.’
The Vice President opened the file slowly, his heart was beating fast even though he already knew what was there, he pretended to be going through it again.