Tarasha - Season 6 - Episode 89

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Tarasha - Season 6 - Episode 89

Henry was observant as he walked to the restroom, he took not of every sign and signals left on the ground by Tarasha for him. He got into the toilet and located a small box and a nylon kept for him on the small window there.
‘Hey Tara, I’m in the toilet now.’

‘Take the box and nylon, move through the next coach into the other toilet, change quickly.’

‘Okay Tara, what’s in the box?’ Henry asked as he quickly took the box and dropped it into the nylon bag.
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‘There’s a Beretta Nano in it, and there’s enough lead containers in the bag for you. In the nylon bag, there different set of costumes there including two skin masks.’ Tarasha answered Henry as she walked through the coach towards the back. She had also taken off her jacket and eyeglasses and was now left with a sleeveless top complemented with a face cap of the same colour. She had also taken off her hair wig and now looked more like a tomboy.

‘Don’t spend more than ninety seconds in any of the toilets, let me know when you’ve completely changed into the first set of clothes and face mask.’

She was about exiting the coach when a man stood in front of her.

‘Young woman, who are you talking with?’ the hefty tall man asked intimidatingly.
‘And how’s that supposed to be your business?’ Tarasha gave him a nonchalant look and shook her shoulders. ‘Please, let me pass.’

The man stared at her for some seconds and then gave way. He had no justification to hold her if he did. He turned slowly and watched her go until she exited the coach.

‘I just found a girl here, she looks suspicious but does not have the description you gave,’ he said into his phone.

‘Go after her immediately,’ Stainless replied. The hefty man turned and hurriedly followed after Tarasha. ‘In what way does she look different?’ Stainless asked.
‘She…’ the hefty man tried to answer as he moves into another coach but a hand grabbed his neck and pulled him…

into the aisle and pushed him into the toilet.
Amazed at the strength in the hands of the lady pulling him, he tooks too long to make a counter move and before he could act, she had slammed his back to the wall behind the water closet. He tried to respond quickly with a blow but she dodged it easily, he couldn’t throw another one immediately as he was yet to balance his feet on the ground.

He tried to spread his feet around the water closet but she pulled him by the neck forward and slammed his head to the wall again, then she followed it quickly by a prod into his belly. He felt something more than just her fist touching his belly, something sharp pricked him. He felt his bones going weak and soon couldn’t manage to stay on his feet anymore. As he dropped slowly, he looked at her hand and saw the small knife she had used on him. He was bleeding but not so much to make him feel so weak immediately, he was sure the knife blade had been poisoned by something else.

She helped him set his butt0ckz on the water closet and rest his back. She raised his head up with her two fingers under his jaw and placed the knife on his neck so close that he could feel the blade already cutting through his skin.

‘You have one last chance to live, just tell me where your boss is.’ Tarasha said to him.
He stared at her face deeply. He was sure she wasn’t going to let him leave even if he lets her know what she wanted.

‘You can go to hell,’ he answered and she replied by sending the knife blade into his throat.

‘Hey Tara, I’ve completely changed the clothes now,’ Tarasha heard Henry’s voice as she walked in through the other coach.
She scratched her nose gently with her palm to cover her mouth as she replied. ‘Locate the conductor who showed you the seat, you need to trick him and get his uniform.’
‘Okay… Boss,’ she could feel some uncertainty in his voice but she was sure that he had the ability to get the job done.
She saw some people staring at her as she walked through the aisle. She knew some of them must have seen a little of how she pulled the man into the toilet. She hurried on notwithstanding, ignoring their looks but still being careful.
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