Tarasha - Season 5 - Episode 81

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Tarasha - Season 5 - Episode 81

‘It is my business Steph, I’m a citizen of this nation who works for the government. I owe them the responsibility of reporting cases like this,’ Dave slammed back.
Stephanie shook her head. Dave was making things more difficult than she thought it would be. She looked around, she was confused.
‘Dave, I’m not going to allow you threaten me to tell you anything,’ she said, trying to sound confident.
‘Then I’m going to have to report you to the police,’ Dave threatened.
‘You won’t do that!’ Stephanie replied in a strong tone.
Dave stared at her for a moment. He could see the zeal and passion with which she was answering him. He knew there must be something behind it. He looked into her eyes more intensely and a thought suddenly struck his mind. He opened his mouth in disbelief, ‘Did you contact Samantha Osman?’


‘I think it’s high time I leave,’ Stephanie said and tried to get up from the seat but Dave held her hand.
‘You ain’t going anywhere,’ he said. It was getting noisy and people were staring at them but Dave didn’t care anymore. He knew Stephanie would be scared of getting people’s attention to herself.
‘Dave, I have to leave,’ Stephanie said in a louder tone, sounding more like a plea now.
‘You can’t leave Stephanie,’ he pulled her back, with his grip still firm on her wrist. She was frustrated and was staring at him with a helpless look. He looked back into her eyes and whispered softly, ‘If you are leaving here, we are going together to the police.’


‘Of course, she leaving right now,’ a feminine voice sounded behind Dave and a heavy blow hit his face as he tried to turn back. He lost his grip on Stephanie’s hand.
‘Go,’ Tarasha said to Stephanie immediately, nodding her head towards the gate to signify which direction she ought to take. She pulled Dave up by the collar and sent another blow to his face. He staggered backwards, almost falling on the table.
She grabbed him by the neck and pushed him on the table, making his back lay flat on it. She sent him two more heavy blows on his face and left him to fall to the ground.
‘You don’t just harass girls anywhere and anytime,’ she said as she walked away, leaving the people to stare at her in amazement.
Nobody touched or questioned her as she walked away, instead some looked at eyes with commendation in their eyes and hailing her for beating up a man.
She quickly hurried towards the gate to join Stephanie. Stephanie had already crossed to the other side and had just stopped a cab. Tarasha waved for her to hold on. She quickly crossed to the other side and they both entered into the cab.


Dave was sure of one thing as he managed to get up to his feet with the whelming feeling of embarrassment; he was attacked by no ordinary girl, the girl had to be none other than Samantha Osman. He was more convinced now that Stephanie had contacted Samantha and that Samantha also had a hand in the disappearance of Dr Ekwueme.
He could hear the silent chuckles and see the smiles on peoples’ faces as he tried to straighten his cloth. He picked up his phone and wallet from the floor and hurried away.
‘Where did you know him from?’ Tarasha asked Stephanie as they journeyed in the cab, both of them sitting at the backseat.
‘From the City Hospital, he helped me after you rescued me from the kidnappers.’ She replied.


‘How did he help you?’
‘He changed the drug that was supposed to induce loss of memory into another.’
‘So, that’s what made you retain your memory and that’s why you remember me?’
‘Yes.’
‘And you didn’t know him before then?’
‘No, I did not.’
‘What reasons did he give for helping you?’
‘He told me he was a journalist on investigation and he got to find out the plan of the police.’
‘And he never asked anything from you?’
‘He never asked for material things, he only asked that I should reach him if you ever try to contact me again.’
Tarasha let out a faint smile, she wanted to ask if Stephanie was the one who called Dave to tell him about her but she decided to skip the question. ‘And since then, how often have you been seeing him?’
‘I never saw him again, until I got to Abuja. I called him because I thought I would need his help in fighting against the Vice President.’
‘And did he agree to help you?’
‘Yes,’ Stephanie replied in a stressed tone. She was getting uncomfortable with the questions because she was sure she would have to reveal Dave’s true identity if it continued that way.


‘What are you hiding from me?’ Tarasha asked, noticing the look on her face.
Stephanie quickly looked away on seeing that Tarasha’s eyes were fixed on her face.
‘Why didn’t you tell me about him?’ Tarasha asked.

Stephanie was unable to answer. Tears began to form in her eyes.

Tarasha was irritated and wanted to turn hard on her, she held herself back on realizing that they were still in a taxi. She took out her phone and unlocked it, she opened the tracking application.

‘So, you were with him when he sent me the message informing me about Chief Nonso’s whereabouts?’ Tarasha asked while waiting for the tracking application to load.

Stephanie nodded affirmatively without saying any word.
Tarasha remained mute for the rest of the trip. All on her mind was how to get a knife into Dave’s heart as soon as she could.
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ABUJA
‘We have one minute now, you have to increase the speed.’ Henry said from the backseat of the car where he was seated. He was holding a tablet device in his hands and monitoring the movement of a vehicle in respect to theirs on a road map. Cole and the third man were seated in front, Cole was driving while the other man had a pistol ready in his right hand.
Cole increased the speed just as Henry increased. They were heading towards a round about and their target vehicle was also heading towards the same round about from the opposite and other side of the road. Their target vehicle was going to turn into the road which would be theirs immediate right turn and there they would cross the vehicle and kidnap their target.
‘They’re turning already, add a little more speed.’ Henry said.
‘How many more kilometres per metre?’ Cole asked, even as he increased his speed. They sped past the vehicles in front of them and were directly in front of the roundabout. Their targeted vehicle came into view.
‘D--n! Reduce your speed, it’s too much.’ Henry warned but it was late. Cole tried but their vehicle crashed into the targeted vehicle and smashed it against the highland.