Tarasha - Season 5 - Episode 5

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Tarasha - Season 5 - Episode 5

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2pm
The Inspector General opened his eyes in the dark room to see his hands and legs fastened with strong ropes to the burglary proof of the back exit. He winced in pain as he tried to move his injured leg but couldn’t. He felts pains all over his body.

The door at the other side flung open just in time. Tarasha entered into the place with Cole following behind. They proceeded towards the man and stopped in front of him. Cole opened some of the window curtains for more light.

‘Good Afternoon Inspector General, nobody seems to have noticed your absence in the world yet. Does that mean you’re not as important as you think?’ Tarasha said mockingly.

Chief Rikau closed his eyes briefly and drew in a breath. He felt tempted to talk but remained shut to conserve his energy.

‘And so will you talk to me now? I need to ask you some questions about your country,’ Tarasha said again.

She waited for about two minutes and he was still silent and staring at her.
‘He doesn’t want to speak Cole, take off the ropes and give him the first dose.’ she said as she glanced at Cole. He nodded in response and moved closer to the Inspector General, he pulled took off the ropes from the hands first and then the legs. The man fell weakly and sprawled on the floor. Cole turned him over, making him lay on his belly with his back facing up. Then Cole took out a whip from the bag which he carried with him.

Tarasha turned back and proceeded out of the room as soon as Cole began to administer the whip on the man’s back. She met Henry outside the room as she stepped out, she closed the door. The man’s cry and the sound of the whip could be heard from outside the room.

Henry’s face was full of pity. He could feel every landing of the whip he heard.
‘Tara, that man is an old man.’
Tara stared at his face for a while and shook her head. ‘He is not old, he’s less than sixty and that’s not too old for torture,’ Tara replied.

‘But what if he dies while he’s been beaten?’

‘He would not die but live to take as much beatings as he can take,’ she replied with a smile.

‘Why don’t you just use the drug on him and let him speak at once since you already believe he’s not going to get broken by torture?’

‘He still needs to be beaten before the drug works,’ Tara replied. Henry remained silent for a moment. ‘Lets move away from here, leave Cole alone to do his job,’ she said and placed a hand on his shoulder to make him turn.

His shoulders dropped and he stopped her from moving by holding her hand. ‘I can’t move from here, I feel weak hearing him cry.’

Tara two some steps back to stare at his face. She looked angry as she raised her brows at him.

‘Don’t you feel bad too? I can’t really stand it,’ Henry asked, wondering why she was staring at his face like that.

Her anger was kindled and it showed in her facial expression. ‘I’m trying to be professional because I still need him to answer some questions but do you want to know how I really feel?’ she squinted at his face.

Henry was silent. He didn’t understand her mood and why the hand on his shoulder was now vibrating, he still had his left hand there holding her by the wrist.

She took her hand off her shoulder and turned back. She entered into the room and slammed the door shut. She charged towards Cole.

Henry opened the door and peeped in, wondering what was going on. Tara got to where Cole was and stopped him. She collected the whip from Cole and spoke some few words to him. Cole picked up his bag and proceeded towards the door. Tara continued the beating in a more ferocious manner. The man’s cry became louder.

Henry felt afraid and confused. He couldn’t understand how what he said that made her so angry.

‘What happened? Why did she stop you from beating him?’ Henry asked in a shaky voice as Cole got to the door.

Cole took a quick glance back and shrugged, ‘I don’t know, maybe she felt I wasn’t doing it well enough.’

‘And she asked you to leave?’
‘No, she asked me to get Tomi.’
Henry gave way for him to pass and continued watching with his mouth left agape.
The beating ended less than one minute later, after the man’s voice could no longer be heard. Henry was afraid that the man was dead but he didn’t dare to step further inside the room. Tara dropped the whip and began to proceed back to the door. Cole returned to the place with Tomi at that same moment. Henry stepped out into the corridor giving room for them to see Tara.

‘Tomi, he’s unconscious, make sure he doesn’t die.’

‘Okay,’ Tomi replied. She waited for Tara to step out first before she rushed back into the room to check the man.

Tara stepped out of the room and walked away without taking a look at Henry who stood behind. Henry stood still and watched her leave, still wondering what the cause of her sudden rage was.

Tomi soon rushed out too and hurried off to get her first aid equipments. Cole showed up after, walking slowly. He stopped at the entrance and rested his back against the door frame with his arms folded across his chest.
‘Is he dead?’ Henry asked.
‘No, he’s only unconscious.’ Cole replied.
Henry felt a bit relieved but the tension in his heart was still much. He heaved a sigh and began to walk away with the purpose of finding Tara. Cole followed behind and both walked slowly.

Tomi returned with her first aid bag and met them in the passage. She only took a cursory glance at both of them and stopped after passing Cole slightly.

‘I’ll need someone’s help to move the man from here,’ she said.
Cole stopped and waited a few seconds before turning back.
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Henry searched around the house for Tara. He finally found her where he least expected her to be at that moment – in the study. The door was left ajar, so he could see her from outside. Her back was turned against him. Her previously neatly packed hair was now scattered, several books were scattered all over the floor and a wooden chair was broken on the floor. He stopped behind the wall beside the door and continued to watch her. After sometime, she turned sideway and sat on the floor, with her knee raised. She placed her elbows on the knees and bowed her head, running her fingers in through her hair.
Henry could now see the side of her face, only that the hand placed on her knee was covering his view. He desperately wanted to see her facial expression. He bent down and watched for a while, he then noticed a drop of tears falling from her face to the floor.

It made him remember the first time he saw her cry. It was then he realized what he had caused. She was right when she said she had been acting professional until he talked about how she was feeling.

He regretted ever going to the room to see the torture. Now he had kindled something that he may not be able to control – her anger for the man who raped her at the age of eight and killed her parents.

Tears filled his eyes too and he found his bum on the floor. He remained there for close to an hour watching Tara who also remained in the same position.

He raised his head and looked sideway as he heard the sound of someone footsteps, he found Tomi approaching.
‘Can I see the boss?’ Tomi asked in low tones.

‘What do you want?’
‘The intravenous fluid is finished and the man still needs more, I also need to get some more medicines for him.’

‘I thought you had a credit card with you.’
‘Yes, I do.’

‘You can go, you’ll sort it out with her later.’

‘Thank you,’ Tomi bowed slightly and turned back. She quickly rushed back to get the credit card from her room.

She stopped in the corridor on hearing Cole talking to someone on phone. His room door was slightly opened.

‘I really would love to spend time with you but it’s a busy weekend for me and there’s no way I can make out space.’
Tomi hid behind the wall to listen, anger against Cole boiling in her heart.
‘Patricia, I love you and there’s nothing that can change that. You just have to understand my schedule. Okay.’

Tomi heaved a sigh of frustration after sensing that the call had ended. She wondered in her heart how she would get to that Patricia that was stopping Cole from paying attention to her. She heaved another sigh before walking away.

She picked the credit card and her phone and hurried out of the room. Her phone began to ring before she got out of the place, the caller ID displayed was ‘Bi**tch’.