Tarasha - Season 4 - Episode 3

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Tarasha - Season 4 - Episode 3

Lizzy continued to stare at her phone’s screen for several minutes, hoping to get a reply from Dave to her text message but none arrived as soon as she expected. She got out of her car and looked towards the EasyShoppers’ van. She could see the two EasyShoppers’ workers who she had drugged already awake in the car. The lady Patricia who she had disguised was checking the already signed receipt. Lizzy knew both of them would be so confused and will never get an explanation for what happened.

She entered back into the car and picked her phone to see if there was any reply from Dave yet, there was none. She then started the engine and drove away.
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‘The car is being sprayed already and I’ve gotten the other gadgets you asked for,’ Cole said into the phone as he got up from the reception seat where he was waiting. One of the assignments Tarasha had given him was the get the colour of the car and the plate number changed. He had gotten the car with the name Kimberly Alexander and using the car for any operation without changing the plate number would expose them to danger by allowing it to be easily traced. The security officials could easily meet the authorities in charge of roads and keeping records of cars registration and trace it to them but if the necessary change was done to the car, there would be no way to link from it to the name.
‘What name did you use?’ Tarasha’s voice sounded.
‘Aj Johnson,’ he replied.

‘Nice one… But I still do not want you to leave any trace of you there. So instead of waiting there, I think you should just go out and get some new clothes, caps and accessories that would make you look totally different when you take out the car.’
‘Okay boss, I’ll do that right away.’ Cole replied and began to journey towards the door.

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Dave’s mind was no longer with Dakolo as they got to the car, he kept looking around uncomfortably and searching in his mind excuses and a way to escape. Dakolo also noticed the change in his behavior and watched him more closely.
‘Get in,’ Dakolo said to him after opening the doors of the front seats.
Dave got in first and closed the door before Dakolo entered into the driver’s side. Dakolo was about to start the car engine when Dave stopped him by holding his hand.
‘Sir, you really thought I was going with you to the police station?’
Dakolo paused and stared at him suspiciously, his second hand already trying to bring out the gun from his pocket.

‘Don’t bring out the gun, Agent,’ Dave said in a pleading tone. ‘You can’t take me to the station or even anywhere else because I don’t have time to follow you right now.’
‘I’m taking you to the station?’ Dakolo asked, becoming angry.
‘You can’t, I won’t allow you take me into the investigation room without any charges against me.’
‘But we planned on using my office.’
‘And do you know I can implicate you that way?’


‘Implicate me for what?’
‘Agent Dakolo, you’re not in charge of this case anymore, so what would you say you’re investigating me for?’
‘What case are you talking about? Are you a criminal or do you have a previous case with the police?’
‘No, I’m not a criminal but I know you’ve been asked to stop work on this case for a long time now. Agent Tim is now in charge of Samantha Osman’s case, why don’t you allow him handle it,’ Dave said.
‘Samantha Osman’s case?’ Dakolo exclaimed and stared at him with suspicion in his eyes. ‘How do you know this is connected to that?’
‘Are you not investigating me for the attack on the Inspector General?’
‘Yes…’ Dakolo replied slowly. ‘Yes, I am but how is that connected to Samantha Osman? You should know since you were the one captured by the camera and you even mentioned Samantha Osman now.’
Dave stopped to stare at the man with his left eye partially closed, he took off his hand which was still holding Dakolo’s hand from touching the start button.
‘It proves that you really are involved in this,’ Dakolo accused.
‘Yes, I am but in a good way.’ Dave finally admitted to Dakolo’s surprise.
‘And then I have to get you to the station immediately.’
‘Do you think you can force me there?’ Dave asked. He began to feel a continuous vibration of the phone in his pocket.
‘I have tens of other security officials around who would enforce that I get you to the station,’ Dakolo threatened, referring to the security guards around.
‘Hehe…’ Dave chuckled, taking a look towards the security post from the car. He wondered how any of men he used to see at the gate would stop him from leaving if he wanted to. ‘And what benefit do you think it would do you if you get me to your station?’
Dakolo paused to think about the question, wondering where Dave was getting his sudden boldness from.
‘We both know it will be of no good for you even if you arrest me. This case is not supposed to be handled by you, so I am under no obligation to answer queries from you.’
‘Where did you get all these ideas from?’
‘That’s not necessary sir and I won’t answer you anymore,’ Dave said, now taking out his phone from his pocket.
‘I’m definitely going to hand you over to the man in charge.’ Dakolo said with determination in his voice. He pressed the start button and the car engine roared to life.
Dave opened the door stubbornly and put a leg out. Dakolo took out his gun.
‘Is this how to make an arrest?’ Dave put his leg back in and began to laugh out loud, making Dakolo stare at him stupefied. He reached for the start button and turned it off. ‘Look Agent, you don’t need all this. I knew you came here to look for me today and that’s why I came to present myself. I wanted to see you. And I also knew when Mr Sylvester sent the message of my presence to you. So, I’ll tell you all I can tell you in five minutes and leave right away. My partner is calling and I have to go immediately,’ he said, displaying his phone’s screen for the man to see the incoming call from Lizzy.
‘You don’t dictate what I will do,’ Dakolo said and tried to reach for the start button again. Dave stopped him.


‘Hey! Stop getting sentimental about this,’ Dave said. ‘You’re getting desperate because you feel I’m stubborn and I’m taking you for granted.’
Dave’s words hit Dakolo like cold water and he realized that it was the truth. He wriggled his hand from Dave’s hold and raised his gun with the left hand.


‘You know that Agent Tim has compromised already and that’s why you’re still on this case. So what will happen if you hand me over to him? Would anything good come out of it?’
Dakolo’s hand weakened the more as Dave’s words settled in his mind. Dave seemed to know about him and the activities in the police force more than he thought.
‘Agent, like I said before; I was the one who’s image was captured by the camera yesterday but I didn’t go there to attack the Inspector General. I followed behind you after you left yesterday because I was interested in knowing what made you leave hurriedly.’
Dakolo lowered his hand.
‘I stayed after you left at the pursuit of the vehicle that took away the Vice President and got into the building…’
‘Wait! How did you know I followed them to the Vice President’s house?’ Dakolo interrupted.
‘I don’t know where you followed them to, I only know you followed the car that took the Vice President away.’
‘Was the Vice President in the car?’ Dakolo asked, raising his brows.
‘Oh! You didn’t see him?’
‘No, Agent Tim was the one in the car and he left with a man that came out of the building. They took him to the Vice President’s house.’
‘The man Agent Tim left with was the Vice President himself and not someone else. He was disguised in a funny way.’
‘Oh shi*t! That man was Chief Elvis?’ Dakolo stared in surprise, realizing the reason why the man never came out of the Vice President’s house with Agent Tim as he had expected.
‘Yes, it was.’ Dave replied and continued. ‘The Inspector General was in that building with Samantha Osman and was attacked by Samantha’s men, that was the real cause of the gun exchange that morning.’
‘But who are you and why are you involved in this?’
‘I’m a journalist, a per time journalist working for Desert Reporters.’ Dave took out an identity card.
‘Desert reporters?’ Dakolo mumbled, collecting the ID card to look at it.
‘I’m on a project on Samantha Osman and that’s why I’ve been away from this office for some days. I left to Lagos to make a research on the clash of Samantha Osman with the Nanl Gang and I’ve told them here that I was attacked by unknown men. I was coming here with the bandage on my head to show when I met you but then I couldn’t come here again when I suspected that something was going on in that building.’ Dave stopped and turned his phone. It was ringing again. ‘I have to go now Inspector,’ Dave said as he swiped the call answering button to the message option. He quickly typed in; ‘I’ll call you back in two minutes.’
‘How do I know all these things you told me are the truth?’
‘You can google up the keywords NEWS FROM DAVID JAMES right now, you’ll find several of my articles and reported news online.’


‘I’m using the search engine on http://w---------------mright now,’ the Agent said as he took out his phone. He placed his phone on his lap but put his hand in such a way to protect it from the reach of Dave.
Dave dialed Lizzy’s number while the Inspector busied himself with the search.
‘Lizzy, where are you?’
‘I’m going after him already, I got a static location indicated on the map already.’ Lizzy’s voice sounded from the other end of the phone.
‘Lizzy,’ Dave called out the name, partially in concern for her and partially to reprimand her for making moves without his consent. ‘Did you put on makeups before meeting him?’
‘No, I did not.’
‘Then you shouldn’t go near, it would be dangerous if he sees you and finds out you’re following after him. That is suicidal,’ Dave warned.
‘I just want to know the place, I’m not going near.’
‘Lizzy, just tell me where you are. I’m coming to meet you there right away,’ Dave said.
‘Okay, let me check for the address around. I’ll call you back in a minute.’ she said and hung up.



Dakolo was through with his search by the time Dave was done with the call. ‘I’ve seen your articles,’ he began. ‘But don’t you think you’re going to far? You are already doing what is supposed to be the job of the police and that’s dangerous, you shouldn’t have gotten into the building at all. You could have called the police when you had a suspicion.’
‘I can’t trust the police, was it not the Inspector General Of Police that even led the police team for the illegal operation that night?’ Dave said, taking out his wallet from the back pocket. He took out a sheet of paper from it and a pen from his pocket. ‘Please write down your phone number here sir, I will reach you tonight or tomorrow morning,’ he said, handing the paper and book to the man.
‘No, you write yours.’ Dakolo refused to collect it.


‘Okay,’ Dave quickly scribbled his number on it and gave it to the man. ‘I’ll tell you everything when we see later,’ he said and tried to open the door but it was stuck.
Dakolo stretched forth his hand, leaning slightly on Dave’s body as he tried to help him open the door. The door finally gave way. ‘Sorry Dave, the door malfunctions sometimes.’
‘Alright, thank you sir.’ Dave said and stepped out.


‘Okay and do make sure you don’t play pranks,’ Dakolo said in a warning tone.
‘I hear you sir,’ Dave saluted and began to walk away.
He searched his body for the tracker which Dakolo had placed on him as he approached the gate and glanced at the device before flinging it away. A smile appeared on his face as he wondered what kind of world police officials were still living in. The tracker Dakolo had placed on him was too big compared to the one he was used to and could never be placed on a trained personnel like him without the person finding out, he wondered what Dakolo was still doing with that kind of ancient device. However, he praised the man in his mind for being able to bring out the tracker in the same car without him seeing it and also for the stuck door strategy.
‘Lizzy, what’s the address?’ he said into the phone as he walked out through the gate.
He hastened his steps to the road so as to find a cab and leave the place before Dakolo would discover that the tracker had been removed.
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