Tarasha - Season 5 - Episode 118

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Tarasha - Season 5 - Episode 118

Location : Asokoro, Abuja
Time: 03:40am
There were a total of six police men standing at different positions inside the fence. Two of the men were standing close to the gate at the edges of both sides of the fence, two others were standing close to the entrance of the house – one at the balcony and one down the balcony and the remaining two were standing at either sides of the building close to the backyard and watching the back comfortable from where they were seated.
Tarasha numbered each one of them, watching from her tablet device. She knew there were at least ten other men who would be in the same building securing the place. Six of the ten could be the ones changing shifts with the ones currently on duty outside the house and not less than four would be on duty inside the house. She also expected that at least one person would be monitoring the footages from the security cameras.
She exited the current footage she was watching and returned to the dashboard which displayed an option of more than twelve footages on a page and still had three other pages. She scrolled to the third page and began to select the footages one after the other, trying to see the security cameras placed around the house and what the method of connection to the house system was. After checking some footages, she got what she wanted – the certainty that the cameras made use of wireless connections. She took out another device from her bag and placed it carefully on the dashboard. She turned the BiV wifi app on her tablet on and searched for the available connections. The BiV wifi app was an application which was created to search for and identify networks located both at near and far distances from the searching point. It could also help to connect to the network as far as it wasn’t secured.
She picked the second device as the BiV application began it’s search. She turned on the address locator on the second device and sent a request to locate the distance in metres from her point to the State Staff House where the Inspector General was being secured. The address locator processed the results in seconds. The BiV WiFi app had found up to fifty available networks and was still searching. As it displayed the networks found on a list, it also displayed their distance in metres and directions from the point where the device was. It took five more minutes of searching before the app could locate the network available at the exact distance the Staff House was.
Tarasha clicked on it from the list and viewed the details of the network. It was secured as she expected. She copied some numbers from the details and minimized the app, she opened another app and pasted the numbers into a pop up box.
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Location : State Staff House, Abuja
Time: 04:00am
‘Sir, we are having some glitches with the network.’ Agent Tom heard the voice sound in his ears. At first, the words didn’t make sense to him. He had not woken up completely yet after answering the fifteenth knock on the door.

‘What do you mean?’ He said, trying to open his eyes wide enough to accomodate the light.
‘It’s fluctuating, going off and on.’ the officer in front of him answered.
‘Why?’ Agent Tim rolled out of the bed and sat at the edge. He picked his phone on the footstool and checked the time.
‘I think its about to rain, there’s heavy wind outside.’

‘So what do we do?’ Agent Tim.
‘We were thinking of switching, the network officials could switch for us if you make a call to them.’

Agent Tim checked his time again. He sighed. He had barely slept for two hours and his boys had come to wake him up again.
‘Their call service opens by 7am, they would not give us a quick response at this time.’ he answered.

‘But you could make a call to their boss, that’s why I came to tell you.’
Agent Tim yawned. ‘How bad is the fluctuation? What are those things it is affecting?’

‘Our communication and also sending and receiving of texts but most especially the cameras, the signals are going off and on.’
Agent Tim checked his time once again. ‘If that’s the case, we can manage till 6am, I’ll call the man then,’ he said and made his way back to his sleeping position. He didn’t think there was any cause for alarm. Nobody knew where the Inspector General was kept and the state staff would be the least suspected place.
‘Okay sir,’ the officer bowed slightly and turned. He walked out of the room, typing a message on his phone as he walked.
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‘Let’s make use of the network till 6am, the networks should be back up at least by 6:30am.’ a message popped into Tarasha’s device.
She read for a second time and checked the time. ‘Six thirty,’ she muttered under her breath and smiled faintly. She had two hours to work conveniently.

She held the message on the screen down with her thumb and a list of options displayed. She clicked on the first option “Release”. That way, the message would go into the devices of the people it was sent to, but if it was withheld , it would never get delivered to the right people.

She was already close to the staff house now. Her backpack was at the passenger’s side of the car. She pulled out two pistols from the backpack and placed them between her legs. She also took out a communication pack from the outer pocket, she fixed the earpiece in her ears and fixed the mouthpiece on the collar of her shirt.

‘You can connect now,’ she typed in a textbox and sent to Cole’s number. She then opened the door and stepped out carefully. She took a quick look around the area before picking the guns on the seat and putting it into her pockets. She bent in and picked her backpack. It was lighter, unlike how she took it from Lagos. She had emptied some of the contents into the boot of the rented car. She strapped the bag to her back and proceeded to the neighboring compound beside the staff house.

She got to the gate of the compound and tapped it gently. She didn’t get any response at the first time. She tapped it the second time and she began to hear the sounds of dogs barking. She then took out a small radio device from her bag, she put on the radio and placed it on the floor in front of the gate, leaving it to make noise as it was tuned to no particular station. She walked away quickly to the next fenced compound which was a church, she had studied the place already and knew there were only two security officers in the place and they had been locked in in their security room since night time, probably because the place was less prone to attack.
She scaled over the fence into the church compound, landing as quiet as possible. She picked a white plastic chair beside the gate and walked straight to the left side of the church. She placed the chair beside the fence and climbed on it to see what was going on in the other compound. From there, she could see the only security man in the compound with the two dogs beside him at the gate, the dogs still barking at the noise from the radio outside. She took a minute to observe the barriers on the fence and carefully placed her hands on the safe places and jumped into the other compound. She landed quietly like she landed the first time and the noise from the dogs barking helped to make her landing more unnoticeable. She glanced one more time at the gate, the security man there was still pointing his torchlight through the holes to see what was outside. She walked hurriedly to the backyard to make a turn to the other side, her sneakers were perfect enough to ensure that no sound was made even as she walked hurriedly.
She stopped at the left corner by the fence of the new compound where the dogs were barking. She turned back and looked around for a while, she located a twenty five litres jerrycan. she went for it and brought it closer to the fence. She climbed and raised her head carefully to peep into the Staff House compound. She could find no one at the left side of the compound, she knew that the dogs barking would have caused the movement of the men from where they were previously stationed.


The dogs’ barking reduced and Tarasha heard the sound of the gate opening. In a twinkling of an eye, she crossed over to the staff house. She landed safely in a squatting position. She took out one of her pistols and ensured the silencer was attached. She walked to backyard of the house, there was no one and nothing there except some containers of paints and painting materials. She walked to the edge of the building at the other side and hid behind the wall to peep. She could see three of the men from where she stood, all facing the gate and saying some words to themselves.
She turned and walked to pick three painting brushes. She returned to the edge of the wall and took another look, then she tossed a brush from where she was to the fence to make some noise. She pulled her head back a bit and saw as the man behind turn back. He put his gun forward and began to walk towards the back. She could hear every of his footsteps as he came closer.


‘They found a radio at their gate,’ Tarasha heard a voice say.
‘A radio?’ the man coming to the back stopped and turned again.
Tarasha squatted and took a quick look.
‘How did the radio get there?’ the man asked and began to go forward again. One of the men Tarasha saw at the front before had joined another outside the compound. Three men were now at the front space of the compound, two outside and one at the right hand side where Tarasha was.
Tarasha tossed the second brush to the wall and the man turned back sharply. He pointed his gun to the back and looked about randomly to see where the noise was from. He noticed the two brushes at the side of the wall. They weren’t on the same spot but had a difference of about one and half metres between. He halted on that spot trying to remember if he had seen the brushes there before. He shook his head in negation and pointed his gun forward as he proceeded to the back, now slowly.
‘Who is there?’
Tarasha positioned her gun well in her hands.
‘Who are you talking to?’ one of the men shouted from the front.
‘I think there something, or someone at the back,’ the man said without looking back.
An idea struck Tarasha’s mind at that moment and she got up from her squatting position and walked to the spot where the paint buckets were, she behind the buckets placed on each other. That way someone coming from the right would see her easily but the guy coming from the left wouldn’t.
She waited for some seconds until the man got to the back, she could tell where he was from the sounds of his steps.
‘There’s nothing here,’ the man said in an unsure voice as he got to the back of the house. Tarasha peeped from the side and saw that he wasn’t pointing his gun anymore. He was however walking closer and checking around.
Tarasha held her gun firmly and peeped once again. She counted three silently and at the third time rose out of her hiding place and fired a shot to the right shoulder of the man. The man staggered and fell to the ground on his bum with his gun dropping away from him.
She got to him immediately and rushed him two blows on the face, making him fall back to the floor. Then she pushed her gun into his mouth and placed a finger on her lips.
‘Shhhh… If you want to live answer all my questions quickly,’ she said in very low tones.


The officer nodded in fear.
‘In what part of the house is the inspector General?’ she asked.