Tarasha - Season 1 - Episode 105

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Tarasha - Season 1 - Episode 105

**Next Morning**
__7.30am__

Tarasha was dressed in a black suit and trouser with her hand bag hung in readiness to go out.

‘Good morning Tara,’ Jefa greeted her as she approached the exit door.
She quickly turned back and flipped her hair backwards. ‘Good morning brother,’ she greeted with a smile. ‘I served your breakfast already,’ she said and continued towards the door.
‘I’m leaving today,’ Jefa said, making her stop abruptly.
She turned back slowly with a frown, ‘you’re leaving where?’
‘I explained to you yesterday already,’ Jefa replied.

‘But I said we’ll leave this country soon.’
‘Not without your happiness.’
She took in a deep breath and stared thoughtfully, ‘Okay, I’ll talk to Henry today and see if we can help him.’ she said and paused to see his reaction.
‘Okay,’ Jefa nodded. ‘But I still need to go to that house today, I need to pick somethings.’
‘Promise me that you’re not trying to escape,’ she said.
‘I won’t leave you if you promise that you’ll make yourself happy.’


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**8.45am**
Henry was jerked off from sleep as his phone vibrated in his pocket. He opened his eyes to find himself in the boot of the caravan, then he remembered what happened the last night.. He quickly peeped out through the window to see if the owners of the vehicle were around. After seeing no one, he walked out of the vehicle and jumped over the fence of the warehouse.

The sun rays reflected into his eyes as he begun to walk down the road. That was when he realized that he was without cover that morning, he had left Tarasha’s house without any suitable cloth to disguise himself.
He moved to a corner and took out his phone. ‘I think I love you. Let’s meet today by 5pm.’ that was the first pop-up message his eyes saw as he unlocked the screen. It was from Omotara.



7.45am
‘Hello madam,’ Stainless greeted a man coming out from a black gate.
‘Hello, may I help you?’ Henry Paul replied politely.

‘Yes, please,’ Stainless said, then he motioned Henry Paul to step forward. ‘I’m from the police headquarters,’ he said, displaying an ID card.
‘Okay sir,’ Henry Paul adjusted his NSCC ID card hung around his neck.
‘Who stays in this building?’ Stainless asked, pointing to the Tarasha’s gate.
‘Hmm… A young lady and three friends.’ Henry Paul answered.
‘Do you know her and her friends?’
‘Yes, I know a little about her but I don’t know about her friends, I’ve not even been seeing them recently. I only see her occasionally with another young man whose face I never see properly.’
‘Okay, do you know if she’s in the house now?’
‘No,’ Henry Paul said, shaking his head to emphasize. ‘She should have gone to work already, I recently found out that she also works at the NSCC where I’m a regional staff.’
‘Hmm… So she works at the NSCC?’
‘Yes, she does. Hope there’s no problem.’


‘No, there’s none.’ Stainless said with an assuring look. ‘Do you know her name?’
‘I know her to be Evelyn but I found out at the office that her full name is Kimberly E. Alexander.’ Henry Paul answered. ‘Are you sure there’s no problem?’
‘Yes, there’s none. I think she’s not the person I’m looking for,’ Stainless said with an harmless smile.

‘Okay then, I have to be on my way now. I’m running late already.’ Henry Paul said and waved the presumed officer goodbye.
Stainless quietly returned to where their car was parked, several distance away from their main target location. He entered into the front seat of the car, Don was sitting at the driver’s side while Rex was at the back.
‘Boss, more than just one person stays in the house. But I think the owner herself is a lady, her name is Kimberly E. Alexander, she works at the NSCC.’ Stainless said, looking at his boss’ face through the rearview mirror.
‘I think we’ve got the correct location, there are cameras all around the house. We only need to confirm by bringing your hostage here.’

‘So, how do we strike boss?’ Don asked impatiently. He clenched his teeth and fists, excited about the fact that he was a part of the team that was thing to bring down Tarasha.

‘We’ll strike gently, remember she’s a machine too.’
‘Good morning sir,’ Kimberly greeted as she walked into Mr Sylvester’s office.
‘Good morning miss, how are you doing today?’ Mr Sylvester replied.
‘Fine, how about you, your wife and kids?’
‘I’m fine and my family is fine too,’ he replied with a broad smile.
‘Okay sir, here’s the flash drive containing the embedded files.’ Tarasha said, handing him the drive.

‘Thanks Kim,’ Mr Sylvester collected it and quickly inserted it into his laptop. Kimberly curtsied and turned to leave.
‘Ermm… Please Kim, could you help me check Frank and monitor what he’s done so far,’ he said.
‘What did you ask him to do sir?’ Kimberly said, turning back to him.
‘Okay, sorry I didn’t tell you; I just didn’t want to disturb your weekend. Agent Dakolo called on Saturday and asked that we should optimize the system to identify Henry E.G.’ Mr Sylvester said.

‘What?’ Kimberly exclaimed, ‘but why?’
Mr Sylvester paused and narrowed his look at her, surprised at her outburst. ‘Why? Because he’s missing and the police are in search of him. The last time he was caught on camera was the day there was an assassination attack on the Vice President and since then, he has not been captured again. Agent Dakolo had since asked us to keep tabs on him since that day.’
‘But…’ she looked baffled. ‘Why wasn’t I told?’

‘You weren’t in the office that day and even throughout the week, remember that you were being questioned all day by the police officers as an eyewitness at the scene of the attack.’ Mr Sylvester replied, still surprised at her reaction towards the news. ‘I just thought that I shouldn’t bother you about it, since you have other tasks at hand and you already taught us how to integrate new images and facial structures into the process.’
Tarasha heaved a sigh of frustration, ‘so what’s Frank doing on it now?’ she asked.
‘Henry E.G was caught on cameras yesterday night…’
‘Huh?’ Kimberly’s interrupted.
‘He was caught on camera,’ Mr Sylvester repeated and then paused. He gave her a suspicious look, ‘why are you acting strange?’

‘Nothing, nothing,’ she answered sharply and tried to compose herself. ‘So where was he seen?’
‘He was captured in front of a warehouse, we couldn’t find where he was coming from or where he entered because of the darkness. It was the security lights at the gate of the warehouse that revealed his face. But this morning, he was captured flying over the fence of the warehouse and he’s been monitored already. His location and the live streaming link has been sent to the police headquarters by Frank. The only thing I want you to do is to see his progress in monitoring Henry’s activities and transferring to the police headquarters.’ Mr Sylvester said.
‘Okay sir,’ she replied, still acting calm. ‘I’ll get to him.’ she said and turned to walk out.
‘Thank you,’ Mr Sylvester replied, still surprised about her earlier reaction.
Instead of going to check Frank as she was asked to do, Tarasha walked straight to her office. She entered and slammed the door, then she fell back on the door and ran her fingers through her hair. She didn’t know why she was bothered so much about Henry but she just knew she was scared that he shouldn’t be caught, not because he would implicate her but for his own safety.
She quickly walked to her table and picked up her phone, dialing his number immediately.
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“Has he been seen moving?” Dakolo asked, staring into the laptop on the computer operator’s lap. Both of them were seated at the back seat of the car while Clem was driving and another officer was with him at the front, a police van was following behind them.


“No, he has not come out from the restaurant.”
“Good, just one more minute drive and we’re there.”
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Henry was seating alone at the table meant for three in the local restaurant. He had long finished the food he ordered for, that he was still seated there without questions from the sales women was because it wasn’t their sales rush hour which were always very early in the mornin and during break hours of workers.

He had his bowed, his forehead touching the table; his phone was in his hand and he was staring at the text message which Tara sent him earlier. He knew it could only be because of Jefa she had sent it, Jefa may have told her to make she he returns to the house and that would have forced her to send the text message. He wondered if it was advisable to return back to Tara’s house even if they wanted him back, he was sure that with his presence there, Jefa would soon come to find out that her sister is the dreaded assassin. He didn’t want to be the one through whom Jefa would receive the heartbreaking information and through whom Tara and her brother’s relationship would be destroyed.

A tear dropped off his eyes as he wondered if she could ever change and live the life she was supposed to live, she had said to him that she wouldn’t until she was shown what love or God meant, he didn’t know how to do that and he didn’t know if he would ever be able to do it.

His phone suddenly began to ring, it was Tara calling. His heart skipped a beat, he silenced the phone, more tears dropped from his eyes, he didn’t know what she wanted to say and wasn’t ready to speak with her yet, maybe he would have summoned courage before the evening time when she asked them to meet.

The call ended and the phone began to ring again immediately, he silenced it again. He thought of his mum, how he had neglected them and instead go for Tara first, he had only sent a text message to her saying he was fine and was going to see her when everything was settled, whether she had gotten the text message or not, he didn’t know. He decided in his heart that it was time he paid a short visit home and put his parent’s mind at rest, at least, they’ll be rest assured that he was alive.

The phone began to ring the third time, he mistakenly answered as he wanted to silence it. He hesitated for some seconds before raising up his head to place the phone on his ears.