Tarasha [completed] Season 3

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Tarasha [completed] Season 3

‘It’s all over the news now,’ Dan said to Dave with a sigh. His right hand was on the mouse and the left elbow placed beside the keyboard at the other side. His eyes were focused on his desktop.
‘Yea, it’s been appearing on my browser’s notifications too.’
‘We really need to act fast,’ Dan said.
‘Yes, we do.’

Both of them remained in silence for a while. Dave began to ponder on the message Lizzy had sent him. If Victor had said he had a meeting by 10pm EST, could it mean that he really had something to do at that time? If he truly did, then Dave was sure that it wasn’t a meeting. The assasin team could probably be preparing for an operation that night. But as things were, he knew Victor was in Abuja and Samantha was in Anambra; there was no way they could go on an operation together. And maybe Victor truly had a meeting, it could be an online meeting with Samantha.

‘Dave, the Chairman just approved our trip.’ Dan said to Dave enthusiastically viewing a text message on his phone.
‘So, can we leave right away?’ Dave asked, unimpressed.
‘The next flight is for tomorrow morning.’
‘Can’t we just leave by road today?’
‘No, why should we rush when there’s a flight tomorrow? We won’t still be able to do anything until tomorrow.’
Dave sighed. He totally agreed with Dan. His impatience was getting a better hold of him and he needed to get himself together before running into an error.


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ANAMBRA STATE
11:34pm
Eze Okafor opened his eyes as he felt something touch his hands, he turned his head and looked around from his sleeping position, he couldn’t see anything. The height of the bed he was laying in made him realize he was still in the hospital and he remembered that he had asked the nurses to turn off the lights in the ward that night before they left him. He had hated the idea of having to wait till the next morning but the Doctor had advised that he stayed for closer observation and as a medical personnel himself he decided to respect the doctor’s advice.

Even though he couldn’t remember how he landed himself at the hospital nor what transpired between him and Samantha Osman, the testimony of others he had heard about it made the experience so real to him. The only thing he wondered was what Samantha Osman took from him and why she didn’t kill him. The police had claimed that it was due to their quick intervention that his life was saved but he did not believe them. He thought it was because there was no reason for Samantha Osman or her sponsors to want his life. He rather would believe that they were his friends as the popular saying goes ‘an enemy of your enemy is your friend’. Samantha Osman was an enemy of his arch enemy, Elvis Richards,
He felt the touch on his fingers again and then a noticeable movement. He tried to sit up immediately but a strong hand held him down. He could now see the figure of a man above him. He was confused for a moment and before he could take any other action, he could feel something round like the mouth of a gun on his neck.

A tiny and dim light originated from the person’s mask to his face. He closed his eyes for some seconds until they were able to accommodate the light. He couldn’t see the face of his attacker because of the mask but he knew it was a man and that the man was putting on black clothes.
‘I have very little time here,’ the attacker spoke in a voice he had never heard. ‘Tell me where Samantha Osman has gone to and what you gave to her?’

Eze tried to talk but he found it difficult as his attacker was still pushing his chest down. It seemed his difficulty was noticed because the hand was taken off his chest at that moment and a small knife pulled out from nowhere.
‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ Eze finally replied, breathing heavily.
‘Come on, don’t play naughty.’ Rex replied in a strong warning tone. ‘You were with Samantha Osman yesterday morning, she couldn’t have left you without taking anything from you.’

‘I don’t remember anything, I don’t remember her face. I was only told she attacked me yesterday,’ Eze replied.
‘How is that possible?’ Rex asked, threatening him as he moved the hand with the gun towards the man’s forehead.
‘I swear, I don’t remember anything, she used benryl.’ Eze Okafor said as he felt the cold weapon on his forehead. He tried to raise his legs and move away but to his surprise he discovered that his legs were already tied to the bed.

The attacker bent down swiftly to pick something, making sure his other hand still held the gun to Eze’s head for the moment. He took off the gun from the after rising up and quickly located the man’s two hands. He pulled them together and began to fasten a rope around it.

‘Who are…’ Eze tried to shout but a heavy blow that sent his eyes spinning round landed on his face.

His hands were tied to the headboard in no second and he realized that his attacker had really come for business. It occurred to him that the attacker must have been in the room for quite some time but wasn’t noticed because of the lights which he had insisted must be put off. He didn’t known when his legs were tied and he realized that his hands would have been tied too if he wasn’t awake at that time he felt the touch on his hands.

‘Now, talk to me. What did Samantha Osman go with?’ the man held him by the chin and stared into his face.

‘I don’t know, I can’t remember anything.’ Eze insisted. He could feel the saliva in his mouth already mixed with blood but couldn’t turn his neck to spit it out as the man held his chin firmly.
‘Who do you think sent her to you?’
‘I don’t know of anyone, I found it hard to believe when I was told that she came for me.’ Eze replied.

There was silence for about ten seconds. The attacker released his chin and then brought his gun to Eze’s neck again.
‘In 2011 and 2014,’ you signed a document for NOTD pharmaceutical company and placed on it the seal of the Ministry of Health. Where are those documents now?’
Eze stared blankly at the ceiling for some seconds, then his eyes turned to his attacker’s face. ‘The documents are not with me, they’ve never been with me,’ he said, still keeping the spittle in his mouth.
‘Where are they? Speak out you a***ole,’ Rex cursed.

‘I submitted all of them to the Inspector in charge of their case in the year they were tried,’ Eze answered with a trembling voice.
‘Who is this Inspector and where can I find him?’

‘His name is Garuba Ahmed and he’s serving as a senator of Kwara South now.’

‘Does he live in Kwara state?’
‘Yes, he does.’
‘Where I’m Kwara state?’
‘I don’t know exactly where but I’m sure he stays in the capital,’ Eze answered.
‘Are you sure of all these things you just told me?’

‘Yes, I’ve not told you any lie.’
Rex took away the gun from the man’s neck and took out something from his pocket. He turned the man’s face towards himself and covered his mouth with a tape. Then he took out his phone and walked towards the window, dialing a number.

He opened the window and inhaled the fresh air as he put the phone close to his ears.
‘Hello Rex,’ the Inspector General’s voice sounded from the other end.
‘IG, do you know who the serving senator of Kwara South is?’

There was silence for some seconds.
‘Garuba Ahmed?’ the Inspector General sounded somehow surprised. ‘What’s up with him?’

‘Eze Okafor just told me that the sealed documents are with him,’ Rex replied.
‘Yesss… That’s very possible. Garuba Ahmed was the police officer who investigated the case in 2014.’
‘So you are affirming that he told me the truth?’

‘Yes, it should be the truth.’
Rex turned back into the ward and stared at the man on the bed for a while. ‘Do get every information you think I’d need about Garuba Ahmed and send it to me as soon as possible,’ he said into the phone as he began to walk back towards the bed.
‘Okay Rex,’ the IG replied.

The call ended and Rex dipped the phone back into his pocket. He took out a neatly folded handkerchief in a transparent nylon and tore off the nylon. Then he covered the man’s nose with the handkerchief.


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