Tarasha - Season 3 - Episode 154

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Tarasha - Season 3 - Episode 154

**Present**

She tried to flip to the next page to continue reading but it was stuck to the previous page. She couldn’t tell if a liquid had poured in between and gummed them together or if it was the quality of ink used that made them stick. She tried to separate the pages carefully but ended up splitting them halfway into two. She let out a breath, wondering what to do, whether to continue from the third page which was already divided into two or try harder to open the middle pages and risk losing all. She decided to read the available page first before going back to the middle but as she began to read, she noticed that it continued from the page she read last, meaning that there was nothing in the pages she was trying to access and that the book had always been like that.

She turned back to the previous page again and read from the last line to ease her understanding, ‘Gabriel did not really agree to the plan and he tried to stop it initially, he held the opinion that since the doctors had fled already, there was no need hunting them again. But that didn’t stop what was to be done, the doctors were killed and the pictures were shown to us before our business continued as usual.’

Tarasha stopped after reading the paragraph and closed her eyes to absorb the pain and anger that was welling up in her. She could feel a cold s£nsat!on spread through her body as it vibrated, that was the only way she could express her anger with the strength she had.
Her eyes popped open as she sensed the entrance of someone else in the living room. Cole’s eyes met with hers. He was standing close to the entrance of the corridor and staring at her with an expressionless face. She took in a breath and her body calmed down on seeing him. He began to walk towards her with the phone she requested for in his hand.

She stretched out her hand even before he got to her, he dropped the phone and turned back without saying any word.
She unlocked the phone as soon as he walked out of the living room and searched for Chief Gab’s number, one of his numbers was the first contact on the call records. She dialed his number and placed the phone close to her ear but ended it as soon as she noticed it was being directed to voicemail. She opened the contact list and searched the Chief’s second Nigerian number but got the same response after dialing. Then she tried his only foreign number on the list and it began to ring.
‘Hello,’ Chief Gab answered after the second ring, he sounded like he had a hard time making the decision of answering the call.

‘Chief Gab, you left the country already?’
‘Tarasha!’ he exclaimed in a loud tone. ‘I was told you were badly injured…’
‘You were asked to provide us a new facility,’ she cut in.
‘Yes Tarasha, but ermm… You see,’ the Chief paused for a while trying to find words to use. ‘You see, I had limited time to use in Nigeria, I told you the last time we spoke, didn’t I?’
‘What about the facility?’ she asked again, ignoring his explanation.
‘Ermm… Are you well and out of danger now?’ the Chief asked, trying to evade answering Tarasha’s question.
‘That isn’t the reply to what I asked you Chief, what about the new facility we need?’
‘Tarasha, I’m still working on it.’ he finally answered.

‘When will it be ready?’
‘Ermm… I’ll call you back to let you know when it is.’

‘Please, we have two days to work on that,’ she said and took a brief pause. ‘Now, I want you to tell me everything you know about the Danjuma’s death.’

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