Tarasha - Season 3 - Episode 112

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Tarasha - Season 3 - Episode 112

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‘His name does not exist on the registrar, his firm’s name does not exist and there are no records of him on the citizens database.’ Dakolo thought aloud. He was in the cameras department of the police headquarters. He was in the office with officer Tracy and the lady who had provided him with footages earlier. ‘This just sounds too alike,’ Dakolo mused.

He raised his wrist to check the time and shook his head with a sigh, he never expected to stay that long in the office because of an abduction case and a traffic law offense.
‘I’m sure that girl is connected to the kidnap,’ he said again, looking at officer Tracy’s face as if to ask for her input.
Officer Tracy was about to talk when the door to the office flung open and Agent Tim walked in with a junior officer.
‘Good evening Inspector Dakolo,’ Agent Tim greeted as he approached where they were seated.
‘Good evening sir,’ Dakolo replied with a frown on his face.

‘I was just sent a memo from the director,’ Agent Tim continued, offering Dakolo a handshake. ‘It’s about the abduction case you are on.’
Dakolo’s frown deepened as he feared what was about to happen. ‘Yes, I just sent him a quick report about thirty minutes ago.’
‘He mentioned that in the memo,’ Agent Tim said, taking out a neatly folded paper from his back pocket. ‘Here, sign,’ he said as he unfolded the paper and handed it to Dakolo.
Dakolo collected it and scanned through. What he feared had just happened, he had been asked to transfer the case to Agent Tim since it involved more than what an ordinary inspector was supposed to handle. And Agent Tim was chosen specifically because of the resemblance of the case to Samantha Osman’s operations.

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Henry’s face lit up in happiness as the door gave way surprisingly. He and Cole glanced at each other with brief smiles and Henry attempted to proceed inside but Cole stopped him by grabbing him on the left shoulder. ‘Let me go in first,’ Cole said, raising his eyebrows to reassure him it was for safety reasons.
Cole gently pushed the door further, the passage was dark except for the reflection of the evening light that could enter through the opened door. He took out a phone – Tarasha’s phone which he had gotten from her bag- and put on the flashlight. He took a step in and looked all around – the ground edges, the ceiling edges and walls.
‘Let’s go in,’ he gestured for Henry to follow him.
In less than five minutes time, both were in the main living room of the building. Cole was first to sink into one of the sofas while Henry stood behind the three seater sofa and stared at the walls of the living room as if it was his first time of entering the place.
‘Don’t you think we should put out the lasers now?’ Henry broke the silence.
‘Can you put them out?’ Cole stared back at him.

‘No, I don’t know how to but I thought you said you installed them together with Tara.’
‘Yes, and I can put them off but I don’t think there’s any need to do that for now.’
‘Why?’ Henry asked, giving Cole a narrow look.

‘Because we could still be attacked,’ Cole replied. He rose up and began to loose the buttons on his shirt.
‘Attacked by who?’
‘By Rex, the guy that killed Tarasha.’
‘Omotara is not dead,’ Henry corrected again.

‘She is, get that into your head.’ Cole fired back, sniffing as he shot Henry a cold look. ‘I saw them carry away her dead body and the pieces of her clothes are a proof of her death.’

‘She’s not dead until I see her body.’ Henry shot back.
‘You must be sick,’ Cole stated and took his eyes off Henry’s face to take off the last bottom on the shirt.
‘What would they need her body for if she’s really dead, they would have left it there.’ Henry spoke.
Cole flashed a look at him again. He took off his shirt and wiped his face with it. ‘Why should they leave the body of their arch enemy Samantha Osman there? Wouldn’t it be implicating if the police met it there?’
‘If anything would have been implicating, it would have been the bag and cloth pieces they left behind.’
‘No, her body would have been more implicating. The police would be more curious to know how Samantha Osman’s body got there.’ Cole shot back his argument.
‘Who is the Police?’ Henry asked, giving him a narrow look. ‘Isn’t it their Inspector General you claimed took her body away?’
Cole paused to think for a moment. Henry was making some sense but he wasn’t ready to give in to him, he was sure that Rex couldn’t have left Tarasha alive, he had heard Rex several times talk about how he couldn’t wait to send her to the grave.
Henry continued to speak when Cole was silent, ‘The inspector General himself took her body away, what say do you think any other police men would have in this. And do you think anybody else knows how her face looks? They only know her as Samantha Osman but no one has seen her real face, so if they had left the body there, no one would have recognized her as Samantha Osman.’

The words sank slowly into Cole’s mind, he stared a bit at Henry thoughtfully but still refused to acknowledge that Henry was making any sense. He looked away and walked towards the flat screen television, he turned it on and picked the remote control in the shelf.

Henry eyes followed him as he returned to the seat and faced the television. Henry left the back of the three seater and sat on a one seater facing Cole. ‘This is not the time to remain quiet and do nothing,’ Henry continued. ‘Her life may just be in our hands right now and her salvation depends on the action we take.’

Cole did not move a bit but kept his eyes on the television which was still loading. So many thoughts flashed through his mind. He remembered Benny and Aisha again and tears welled up in his eyes. He coughed and used the back of his hand to clean his eyes. He blinked and kept his look on the television, conscious of Henry’s eye on him. He remembered again how he used to believe against all odds that Tarasha was still alive and would come out victoriously when Benny and Aisha had already thought she was either dead or that all hopes of her escaping the situation were lost. But now he was trying hard to believe the possibility of her still being alive. With the determination to kill her and competency he had seen in Rex, it was almost impossible to believe that she would escape death.

The loading on the television finally completed and a breaking news was being aired on the national TV station. Cole’s eyes almost popped out as he saw a car he recognized on the screen, racing crazily on the road, a police vehicle was racing after it. The scene also caught Henry’s interest and both of them for a moment, placed their focus fully on the news.

They watched as the car continued to swerve pass different cars and vehicles until it got to a U-turn and slowed down, then it picked up suddenly again and turned into the road after the police car came closer. They watched as a car at the other carriageway screeched to a halt and the police vehicle hit the back. Then the car being chased slowed down again and out came someone with a gun, releasing bullets that finally made the police car lose control totally.

‘That’s Omotara,’ Henry screamed on seeing her show out of the car.
‘Yes, it is.’ Cole replied calmly. He had seen the car when he entered into the compound earlier that day on Rex’s assignment. ‘That was before her death. I believe it was when she was chasing after Rex.’
‘She’s isn’t dead,’ Henry corrected again. Cole sighed and blinked. ‘Why was she chasing him?’
‘You were the one who was sent to the NSCC right?’
‘Yes, I was the one.’
‘I believe Rex took you as an hostage to lure her to his den. That guy is just so intelligent.’
Henry stared blankly at the wall. He remembered how he was attacked by the strange man and how he blacked out since then.
‘She escaped with someone else’s car, onlookers said she carried out someone from the boot of her car into the car she hijacked…’ a journalist was reporting the news.

‘That should be me,’ Cole cut in, looking at Henry’s face. ‘And I really found myself in another car.’
Both returned their focus to the television screen and the car with which Tarasha was racing was shown again, this time it was stationary, the four doors of the cars were opened and there were policemen surrounding it.

The scene faded out and the Inspector General was shown with some journalists and mics before him. He was putting on the same clothes Cole had seen him earlier on. He began to talk on the death of the policemen and accidents that occurred during the chase of the car. Both Cole and Henry watched the man in disgust, the anger was visible on their faces.

‘He killed her parents, killed her brother and now he has her captured too.’ Henry said angrily to himself but it sounded loud enough for Cole to hear.
Cole flashed a quick and shocked look at him and their eyes met. He was shocked to hear what Henry had just spoken out. He looked away and stared blankly at the wall wondering if Henry knew what he had just said. If it was true, then it just made sense to him why Tarasha had always seen the man Rikau with so much hatred.
‘Let’s find her together,’ Cole sprang up to his feet suddenly, staring at Henry with a determined look.