Tarasha - Season 4 - Episode 64

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Tarasha - Season 4 - Episode 64

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Aguda House, Aso Rock .

Elvis Richards made slight noises with the soles of his shoes and the walking stick as he made his way down the stairs. The Chairman of the NIS and the Inspector General of police who were waiting for him in the living room already got alerted of his coming by the sounds made. The NIS Chairman rose up to his feet as the Vice President approached while the IG who was in his wheelchair remained seated.
‘Good afternoon sir,’ the NIS Chairman and IG chorused.
‘Good afternoon gentlemen,’ Elvis Richards stretched forth his hand to the NIS man first before going to the IG. ‘Please be seated,’ he said and also located a seat. ‘I believe the both of you know it’s really important we meet. We need to really know what happened in Anambra two days ago and I think you’re in the best position to answer us,’ he concluded by facing the NIS Chairman.
‘Yes sir, reports from my men have already been sent to me and I transferred them to the IG already.’ the NIS Chairman said.
‘So, IG, what have you been able to make out of the report sent to you?’ the Vice President turned to Chief Rikau.
‘Sir, we couldn’t make out anything tangible, her going to Anambra doesn’t really make any sense except she went there to kill someone else we don’t know about and who isn’t connected to us.’
‘What about your Undercover agent who traced her there?’
‘He’s still there but with company now, they’ve not made any progress on her since she escaped that morning and they should be returning here tomorrow morning.’
‘Is he fine now? I mean how Undercover agent.’


‘Not yet, he goes in and out of the hospital every now and then to redress his wounds.’
‘I don’t know why but I’m having a feeling that whatever she went to do in Anambra is still connected to us,’ the Vice President said thoughtfully.
‘I don’t think so,’ Chief Rikau replied. ‘I think she went on another different mission, she’s an assassin who kills for money, so she could just take another job.’
There was a brief silence.
‘Well, I want that your man thoroughly monitored from now on, he seems to be making more progress than the police team is doing and that’s why I asked you not to suspend him.’ Elvis Richards said to the NIS Chairman.
‘Yes, the agent is efficient and intelligent.’ the NIS man replied.
‘So we have to work with him closely and provide him the necessary support needed.’
‘Yes sir, we would.’
‘Okay. Another thing I wanted to let you know is that I’ll be functioning more from here henceforth,’ the Vice President said and paused to see their reactions. He noticed a visible change in the looks on their faces, especially on Chief Rikau’s face. ‘Listen men, I’m not trying to escape from there. As you know my house there is also well secured. But I’ve just made my intention to contest for the presidency next year known to my party and common sense tells that I stay here.’
‘Oh! I’ve been expecting that,’ the IG said with a bright smile.
‘Yeah, now. It’s here,’ Chief Elvis smiled back.
‘Wow! Congratulations already sir, I believe no one else deserves the position better than you do.’ the NIS Chairman commented.
‘Thank you,’ Chief Elvis said as he dipped his hand into his pocket to take out his phone. He checked the screen, his daughter was calling. He silenced it and held it in his hand.
‘So, I guess the primaries are holding very soon right?’ Chief Rikau asked.
‘Yes, before the end of the year.’ he replied. His phone was vibrating again, his daughter was calling again. ‘Please excuse me misters, permit me to answer this call, she won’t let my phone rest if I don’t.’ he said before clicking on the green button.
‘Hello dear,’ he said into the phone with a smile.
‘Hi Dad, where are you?’ the tiny voice was audible to him only.
‘I’m in the house,’ he replied.
‘Which one?’
‘The Villa,’ he replied.
‘Okay, I’m on my way there now.’ she said.
‘Hey, I’m quite…’ he tried to tell her not to come but she already ended the call. He looked at Chief Rikau’s face and shook his head with a smile.
‘Isn’t that Vivian, is she in the country?’ Chief Rikau asked.
‘Yes, but I thought she was in Lagos, only for her to tell me she’s on her way here already.’ the Vice President replied.
‘Hahaha…’ Chief Rikau laughed heartily. ‘The lastborns of the house can be full of surprises most times.’
‘This one is surely a bundle of surprises everytime, she doesn’t take no for an answer.’


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‘Why is his name only written as DJ in the citizen’s directory?’ Tarasha asked aloud, staring at the computer with a confused look. After waiting close to an hour for the search to be completed, it loaded very scanty details after it finished loading.
‘What other details does it show?’ Cole asked from his seat. Henry was no longer in the room with them.
‘It shows his previous occupation as a student and shows his hubby as swimming,’ she answered him.
‘No address or present occupation?’
‘None.’ She folded her arms and rested her back. ‘There’s no way we’re going to confirm if he’s affiliated with Desert reporters with this.’
The control room door opened and Henry entered, now on a sleeveless top and shorts. ‘Lunch has been served, I’ll advice you guys go for it before it gets cold.’ he said as he walked to the seat beside Tarasha.
As he sat, he noticed that none of them replied him and also observed the look on Tara’s face. ‘Is there any problem?’ he asked, looking at Cole.
Cole nodded a no and continued with his own work but Henry wasn’t convinced. He looked at Tara’s face, she wasn’t saying anything but was staring at the screen with a thoughtful face. He looked at the screen. A Nigerian citizen’s profile was being displayed, an old passport of boy in his mid teens was the picture there and the name showed was only ‘DJ’.
‘Is this the SSS agent’s profile? If his details are not there, it means he’s not just an official of the SSS but a special agent of the NIS.’ Henry said after skimming through the profile.
He finally got Tara’s attention. ‘What’s NIS?’she asked him.
‘National Intelligence Service, a secret division of the State Security Service.’ Henry answered. Cole was also staring at him now.
‘So, it means we can’t identify him from this directory?’ Tarasha asked.
‘You can but only with an authorized computer system.’
‘And how do we make this computer authorized?’
‘There’s no way we can make the system authorized, what makes it authorized is if it is used in the premises of the NIS Headquarters.’
‘You mean we can only access his profile from their office?’
‘Yes.’
‘That’s crazy!’ Tarasha chuckled. Going into the den of several NIS officers just to get one of them would definitely be the most stupid thing to do. ‘So, where is this NIS office?’
‘I don’t know, it’s secret and their operations are secret too.’ Henry answered.
Tarasha closed her eyes for a moment and la!d back her head on the backrest of the chair. She searched her mind for another method to find the Agent. The only thing she could think of was going to meet Jumoke in Lagos but then there was a high certainty that Jumoke wouldn’t know anything about the Agent, he could have gotten the information from her secretly or even from somewhere else entirely.
‘I think I’ve also met the guy, he’s a journalist.’ Henry said, staring thoughtfully over the computer screen.
Cole and Tarasha fastened their eyes on him, wondering if he was sure of what he was saying.
‘Can I see his recent picture again?’ Henry said to Tara.
She located the gallery tab in the status bar as clicked on it. Henry got up and placed a finger on the screen, covering the bandage head in the picture. He titled his head in both directions one at a time to view the picture.
‘It’s him,’ he said as he returned to his seat. ‘David James, Desert Reporters journalist. He’s quite young and intelligent, we met thrice and worked together on one occasion.’


‘What did you do with him?’ Tarasha asked.
‘It had to do with creating a virtual server, the guy is quite good in cracking and developing too.’ Henry replied.
‘So how do we find him?’
‘I don’t know, I don’t know anything else about him apart from our work together.’
Tarasha remained silent for a moment and bit her lower lip thoughtfully, ‘I hope you’re right with this name you just provided, if you are, then we don’t have a problem with locating him anymore.’
‘He’s right,’ Cole stated boldly, getting up from his seat. He walked towards them and stopped beside Henry. ‘When you travelled, I made some research and I got to know the name of the journalist who broke the news of your mother’s kidnap,’ Cole said looking at Henry. ‘His name was David James, he’s the same person.’
Tarasha turned away from Cole and faced the other side. She smiled evilly to herself. The initials ‘DJ’ which she saw now made sense to her. The guy’s real name was David James.
‘He must have been trailing me for a long time,’ she said, turning back to the men. They both stared back at her expressionlessly. ‘I need to pay him a visit soon,’ she said and got up to her feet. ‘Now my tummy is asking for food, I’ve got to settle it.’
With that she walked out of the control room. Cole and Henry stared at each other for some seconds before Cole followed her. Henry stayed back as he had already eaten.
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