Tarasha - Season 7 - Episode 3

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Tarasha - Season 7 - Episode 3

2:13PM

Henry picked up his phone again and checked the address in the message sent to him. The map confirmed that he was in the right street and the number at the gate of the building also confirmed he had seen the right building.
He picked his backpack from the passenger’s seat and poured out some of the content to the chair. He had a couple of instruments he had brought with him. On the seat was a wristwatch, two electronic wristbands, two collar chips; a metal detector and the other a camera. He also had two pistols and five cartridges, a tablet device and a waist pouch.

He took off his seatbelt and turned off the car engine. He unzipped his jacket and put the two guns into the inner pockets. He put the cartridges into the waist pouch and fastened it across his shoulder. He then put on the wristbands on his right hand and the wristwatch on the left. He also arranged the chips at the appropriate places.

He returned the remaining tools into the backpack and placed it orderly on the passenger’s seat before he stepped out of the car.

The gate opened just as he raised his fist to knock.

‘Henry E.G?’ a dark tall man with dreadlocks asked him with a crooked smile.
‘Yes, Henry E.G.’ he replied.
‘Please come in,’ the man replied and gave him space to walk in.
Henry stepped in gently, he heard the gate being locked behind him. He looked around the building quickly. Then he took out his phone and dialed the number which had been giving him directions.

‘Please come in Henry E.G,’ the voice said from the other end before he could say anything.

‘Where’s my mother?’ he asked softly, scrutinizing the front view of the building with his eyes. He tried locating all the doors and windows and tried to observe the materials they were made of. He took notice of about five men apart from the one who opened the gate, hanging at different spots around the compound.
‘She’s in here, I have a deal for you. I told you I can’t let her go until you agree to my terms.’ the voice at the other end of the call replied.


‘What are your terms?’
‘We can’t discuss on phone, you should come in for a proper discussion.’
‘I can’t trust you,’ Henry replied.
‘You can trust me if you’re in my premises already without being hurt, what more will it take you to come in for a deal discussion?’
Henry was quiet.

‘We could have hurt you a long time ago if we wanted to, you were powerless with us in Abuja, remember now?’

Henry did not remember anything but he had seen in the fetched videos that he truly met them. ‘I’m coming in, what way do I take?’

‘Come in straight, the main entrance.’
The room was a dark and cool one. The bulb at the center of the ceiling produced several lights of different colours which only produced aesthetics in the room without brightness. Henry could spot the form of two people in the room at the both sides, a man seated on the left while a lady sitting at the right. He stood at a spot after walking three steps from the entrance.
‘Welcome, Henry E.G.’ the lady began as she got up from her seat. She touched a switch on the wall beside her and a white bulb turned on, brightening up the whole place. Henry looked around the place and noticed immediately that it was designed with sophisticated technology. Fear gripped his heart immediately as he doubted the ability of his devices to work in such an environment, their inbuilt system could be one which makes every other electrical device useless in the building.

He was still wondering when she tapped another switch. The white covering over the left wall split open slowly, revealing a transparent glass wall.

He opened his eyes in shock as the walls opened up completely and revealed another room at the other side. He saw his mother sitting on a chair alone in the room, her wrists at both sides fastened to the chair arms by a strap and her feet fastened the same way. She didn’t look asleep, neither did she look conscious of her environment.

‘Don’t worry, she’s safe and she can’t see anything happening with us here.’ Victoria began to speak, trying to take his attention from his mother back to her. She took a pause and a deep breath, ‘But if it happens that you do not cooperate with us,’ she stopped and cleared her throat, then she turned her face slowly to the left side. Henry also looked in the same direction and this time, he saw a man in the same room with his mother, he had two knives in his hands, both with very sharp blades.

His heart skipped a beat but he maintained his composure, trying not to give the enemy the notion that he was weak.

‘What’s your deal?’
‘Well, before we go to that, I’ll like to show you how foolish you are.’ Victoria said.
Henry stared at her thinly, unmoved by her insult. He watched as she took out a small remote control device and turned back. She clicked a button on it and a screen appeared on the wall behind. Henry saw the man sitting at the left side also turn to watch the screen. Soon, a portrait view of messages appeared on the screen and she began to scroll with the control in her hand.

‘Before we met you, we started a conversation with Samantha Osman about the safety of your mother. We had a deal for her but she never cared to listen to us and made it clear that she doesn’t give a d--n about you and your mother.’

‘Can you get the hell straight to your deal?’ Henry slammed. He was tired of them showing him how Tara cares for no one else.
‘Hey! Stay cool man, I’m just trying to show you how foolish you have been to stay loyal to Samantha Osman,’ Victoria answered him in a harsh tone. She clicked a button and the screen turned off. The man sitting down behind got up from his seat.
‘Just go straight to your d--n deal,’ Henry replied angrily.

Victoria bit her lower lip gently and then narrowed her gaze at him, she seemed not to be in a hurry and was purposely trying to get him angry with her sluggishness. ‘We’ve got our men already following Samantha Osman and we know she’s going after Elvis Richards, but even though our men are after her, we’re quite sure she is not easy to kill.’ She paused and let out an evil smile. ‘We need you to help us kill Samantha Osman.’

There was a long silence. Henry heart was beating so fast. He knew he was impossible for him to help them kill Tarasha even though he was angry with her for knowing about the danger surrounding his mother without making a move.

‘I can’t do that,’ he said.
Victoria cleared her throat and looked leftwards. Henry also looked leftwards and saw the man with the knives approaching his mother. At that moment his mother looked up and he could see the terror and fear of death on her face as she shivered all over.

He took out his gun immediately and fired two quick shots towards the man with the knives but the bullets only hit the glass walls and bounced back. The man with the knives seemed to have felt the impact of the bullets and he looked back, but it was only brief, he turned back towards Henry’s mother.

Henry turned to see Victoria and the man already holding their guns up and pointing at him. He looked left again and saw the man with the knife holding his mother’s head and tilting it backwards to allow him access her neck well.

‘I would help you,’ Henry finally voiced out with a deep release of breath. He closed his eyes as tears formed in them. He had to make a choice now, a choice between Tara who never cared and his mother who cared for him from babyhood.

‘Stop,’ Victoria said and the man with the knife stopped immediately. It was then Henry noticed the mouthpiece attached to one of the buttons on her shirt.

‘You would not just help us, you would help us kill her.’ Victoria said, stressing the word ‘kill’.

‘Yes, I would help you kill her but I have to make sure that my mother is safe and would be safe after.’
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