Tarasha - Season 7 - Episode 41

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Tarasha - Season 7 - Episode 41

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Tarasha could not believe her ears as Madam Henrietta explained the truth to her. The knife fell off her hands and she took a step back, her eyes staring at Elvis Richards and her mouth left slightly agape.

Chief Gab’s face was already full of tears and regrets. His body was trembling and his heartbeat was abnormal. He couldn’t imagine that he had lived his life as a total waste. He had started off as a young man chasing after a good life and had gotten into the wrong way when he met with Chief Afeez. He became as wicked as Chief Afeez and even more ruthless, killing people and destroying lives without compassion. He had thought he was gathering wealth for himself and his children only to find out years down the line that all the children he thought were his were for Chief Afeez, and then his life for the past nine months had been directed to fighting against the only one person who was his seed, the only person he ever fathered. His life was a total mess.

He stared at Tarasha’s eyes and saw the disbelief in her eyes, he knew she must be finding it very hard to believe that he was her father.

Tears continued to roll down his eyes. He took a step closer to her and raised his hand, trying to touch her cheek. He was yet to touch her when he saw Rex at the glass door, pointing a gun in Tarasha’s direction. He shone his eyes widely in shock, Rexwas about to kill his only daughter just within his few seconds of discovering who she was.
Tarasha had gotten so lost emotionally that she wasn’t paying attention to the footsteps sound even though she heard them. It was until she saw her father eyes shone in shock before she realized that there was trouble behind. She tried to turn to check what it was but it was late already.

Elvis Richards pulled her close to himself and stepped to the front turning his back towards Rex and shielding her from the bullets. Rex had already released two shots before he knew what was happening.
The first bullet entered into Elvis Richard’s back and the second pierced into the back of his head. He fell lifeless into Tarasha’s hand and she grabbed him.

Rex was confused as to what had just happened and he didn’t realize until a bullet from Henry entered into his belly. He turned his face towards Henry briefly, he had seen Henry there before but did not think Henry had a gun, his mind was focused on taking down Tarasha only. His knees buckled as he looked back again at Tarasha and found her face full of tears with Chief Elvis Richards body still in her hands. Another bullet hit his chest, he fell face flat to the ground.

Henry turned to look at Tarasha. She was now sitting on the floor with Chief Gab’s head on her lap, her back resting against the guard rails.

Sounds of people running about in the ship could be heard and then someone could be heard shouting commands. It was obvious that police officers had arrived.
Henry looked at Tarasha’s face frantically, he hoped she was in the right state to get them out without being caught by the police.
‘Tara, we have to get out of here,’ he said. ‘Take this,’ he offered his gun to her and brought out another. ‘We’d act like she’s our hostage,’ he said referring to Madam Henrietta who was beside him.
Tarasha rose up and collected the gun from him. ‘No, I’ll keep the both of you hostage, they might want to shoot and if you aren’t the hostage, you would be a target.’ Tarasha said in concern for Henry. ‘Get on your knees you both,’ she shouted and they both got on their knees. She moved to their back and rested her bum against the guardrail. She placed the mouths of the guns to touch the head of the two. She made sure it wasn’t cocked to prevent accidental discharge.

She planned to jump into the water after the police had seen that she kept Henry and Henrietta hostages. They would take the both of them from there as victims of Samantha Osman while they pursued after her. That would put only her in danger while the police treated the other two as victims. She hoped the police would keep them safely for her until she comes back to get them on another day.

Dave finally stepped into the verandah, pointing his gun at her.
‘Samantha, let them go now.’ Dave shouted.

She gave him no reply.

‘Let them go!’ he repeated.
There was still no reply. They remained in total silence for close to a minute.
Dakolo ran into the verandah and stopped on seeing Dave, he quickly pointed his gun at Tarasha while he spoke to Dave.
‘So you’re here, I was trying to find out what part of the ship you were. I started coming immediately Steph informed me.’
‘You delayed me, I should have gotten to this part of the ship earlier but I was trying to answer your call. The network was so bad.. What about the reinforcement?’ Dave replied Dakolo, making sure he kept his eyes on Tarasha as he talked.
‘Few men are here with me, I’ve got others coming to join.’ Dakolo replied.
Dave nodded and returned his focus back on Tarasha even though he never looked away. He noticed the look on her face, he could see she wasn’t at the right state of mind. Or how else could she be placing the hostages below her instead of shielding her body with theirs, he was sure she planned to jump into the water. He positioned his gun properly and his finger slowly moved towards the trigger.
Tarasha’s eyes caught Dave’s eyes for a moment and she saw that he was trying to focus his pistol, it was then he realized that she had made it too obvious that she wanted to jump over with her position on the guard rail and she had also exposed her body for entrance of bullets by having her hostages kneeling down. Before she could make any attempt to readjust, Dave fired at her. The first shot hit in on the right shoulder, she didn’t bother to try to shoot back because her guns weren’t cocked yet and he would have had more shots at her before she could shoot at him.