Tarasha - Chapter 87

Tarasha sat quietly in the backseat of the Carera Cabriolet

Porsche streaming the video from the monitor cameras

in the house. She was well disguised with makeups as a

dark girl and a black wig on her head, she still looked

quite beautiful though.

Soon, the door to the front seat was opened and

someone stepped into the passenger’s side, Tarasha

didn’t bother to look up but only glanced at her

wristwatch and continued to look into the device.

Five minutes later, the door to the driver’s side and the

other side of the back seat opened. Cole and Aisha

stepped into the car quietly. Tarasha minimized the

collection of footages she was watching and opened

another collection with four options. She selected the

options one after the other and each showed the area

where the four different cars were.

‘We’re good to go, ” she finally announced and looked

up. Cole started the engine at once and drove off.

They were allowed to enter into the compound of the

Senate President’s mansion without going through any

security protocols. No search was conducted on their

vehicle neither was any individual searched.

The compound was a very large one with several gardens

in it. The atmosphere there was different as the

ornamental shrubs and trees helped to purify the tensed

air. The wide parking space also had several exotic cars

whose colours added to the beauty of the whole place.

Their arrival was announced to the Senate President

immediately they entered and he was out in front of the

house to welcome them even before they parked their

car.

‘Good evening sir,’ the team led by Mr Alfred greeted

simultaneously. The men had only their handsets in their

hands while the two ladies had small handbags with

them.

‘Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen,’ Nasiru greeted

back with a smile. He extended his hand for a handshake

to Mr Alfred first and then the rest of the team. ‘You were

in Lagos when I met with your colleagues,’ Nasiru stated

with a smile when he got to the new lady.

‘Yes sir.’

‘What’s your name?’

‘I’m Evelyn sir,’ Tarasha replied.

‘Oh! Nice to meet you Miss Evelyn, how was your

research job and trip from Lagos?’

‘The research was fine sir and the journey was also

splendid.’

‘Nice,’ Nasiru gave a broad smile.

‘Thanks,’ Tarasha bent her knees slightly in curtsy as he

shook her hands again.

‘You’re welcome,’ Nasiru said and turned to the whole

team. ‘I welcome you all to my home. I hope you’ll have

a nice time with me.’ He said as he ushered them into the

house. ‘Do you have any bag inside your car that you’ll

like to get?’

‘Not for now sir,’ Mr Alfred replied.

Several guards were standing in different positions in the

house but only one was following Nasiru from a distance,

he was Nasiru’s personal bodyguard, huge and muscular.

The guards and security officers were all dressed in the

same uniforms except for the personal bodyguard who

was dressed in casuals. The assassins continued to take

note of their environment.

‘Meet my darling wife,’ Nasiru introduced them to his

wife as they got into the main living room. The guard

disappeared into the inner rooms when the guests were

about to begin to exchange pleasantries with the wife, he

would be called if he was needed.

‘Welcome ladies, welcome gentlemen.’ Mrs Nasiru got up

from the leather sofa to greet the guests.

The living room was neatly furnished with comfortable

sofas with colours and shapes of water bodies. Each chair

and stool had its distinct shape which made the visitors

wonder at the creativity of the designers.

‘Good evening ma,’ the visitors replied to her greeting in

unison.

‘You’re welcome,’ she said once again with a broad smile.

‘We’re glad to host you to a special dinner tonight, my

husband has told me a lot about you and your good

works. I must commend you guys for the excellent job

done in Katsina state with the Ata’s foundation and your

innovative proposal also…’

‘Dearest,’ Nasiru cut in. ‘Why don’t you let them have

their seats first?’

‘Oh! Pardon my manners,’ the woman apologized.

‘Please take your seats,’ she pointed them to the seats.

Benny and Cole sat in the long sofa while Tarasha and

Aisha took two different one seaters. ‘So we prepared

both Nigerian and foreign dishes, I believe you guys

would prefer the Nigerian?’ She asked with a smile.

‘Anyone you offer us ma, we’ll be pleased to take it.’ Mr

Alfred replied.

‘Alright, let me prepare the table in five minutes, I’ll be

back.’ Mrs Nasiru said and got up from the seat.

‘Ladies and gentlemen,’ Nasiru began after his wife

walked away. ‘I’ll like to show you some other things

after the meal, I want to show you to my study…’

A young lady about Aisha’s age joined them in the living

room as he was talking, she walked up to Nasiru and gave

him a peck on his cheeks.

‘Dad, good evening sir.’ She curtsied.

‘Good evening Fatima,’ Nasiru greeted, looking playful

into her face. He then turned to the visitors, ‘here’s my

first daughter, she schools in the UK and would be

graduating in two months time. She only came for a

short break.’ He introduced proudly.

‘Good evening,’ Fatima sang in a playful tone.

‘Good evening Fatima,’ they replied back, the ladies

singing back in the same tone.

‘These are representatives of our partners from Canada

who work with the Ata’s foundation, they’ve come to join

us for dinner tonight and would be spending the night

with us.’ Nasiru said to Fatima.

‘That’s nice,’ she replied with another kind smile at the

visitors.

‘You have to go change now and join us for dinner,’

Nasiru said to his daughter.

‘Yea, sure Dad.’ She said and scurried away.

‘You have a nice daughter,’ Evelyn was the first to

comment after the girl was out of sight.

‘Thank you,’ the man replied with his face beaming with

smiles.

‘What course is she studying in school?’ Evelyn

continued.

‘She’s reading cinematography,’ Nasiru stated.

‘Cinematography?’ Evelyn asked, widening her eyes in

surprise.

‘Yes.’

‘That’s what I studied too,’ Evelyn said.

‘You studied cinematography?’ It was Nasiru’s turn to be

surprised.

‘Yes, I did that in Canada.’ She stated.

‘Oh! Then why are you not in the movie industry?’

‘Well…’ She shrugged. ‘Let’s say I got attracted to the

pattern and passion of the charity organization.’

‘I see,’ Nasiru nodded his head slowly. He was beginning

to like her, she sounded more jovial and easy to relate

with than the others. ‘So you plan to work with the

foundation all your life?’

‘Ermm… Yes but not as a full time staff though. At some

point, I’ll have to leave them and work as a partner with

them…’

‘Food is served,’ Mrs Nasiru finally returned singing and

cleaning her hands with a hand towel.

‘Well, gentlemen and ladies. I guess we can continue our

discussion after the meal.’ He took a look at each one of

the visitor’s face before standing up.

**Fast Forward ~~ After the meal**

‘Thank you so much for the sumptuous meal,’ Mr Alfred

said as they proceeded out of the dining room.

‘Come on, you’ve said that enough already.’ Mrs Nasiru

replied.

‘I want to show you to my study now,’ Nasiru said and

began to lead the guests through the house while the wife

went there opposite direction. They continued to walk

until they got to the door. He took out his keys and

opened the room, then he ushered them in first before

entering after and closing the door. He hurried up to

their front and began to lead them round the place.

The study was a medium sized one, it had neatly

arranged books in shelves and a large table with a long

stool and a short chair in the middle. The shelves were

broken into three sections, one opposite the door wall,

one on each of the sides while the door wall had no

shelves.

Most of the books arranged on the shelves in the first

section were books which contained business tips and

ideas, also there were business magazines and leaflets.

‘At first,’ vice President Nasiru stopped walking and

turned to them. ‘At first, I thought you guys were

fraudsters when my mum first told me about you. Then I

sent someone to make a research and I found out that

your company was real, but I still had to find out if they

sent you people. That I confirmed before allowing my

mother deal with you.’

Apart from Tarasha and Cole who joined Tarasha to do

all the planning processes, how they got confirmed by

he organization in Canada was something confusing to

the other two. Only trust in the boss’ plan had made

them go for the operation and carry out all her

instructions without questions.

Tarasha had a link in the foundation at Canada who on

Tarasha’s orders had diverted all calls from Africa to the

company’s lines to another line that Tarasha would

answer herself in Nigeria. It was a pity that Nasiru

Attahiru could not know that the same person who he

had been discussing with on telephone was in the same

room with him.

‘I want to tell you the story of the Ata’s foundation and

how it began,’ Nasiru began to move to the next section.

‘I always keep the keys to the study myself because of

this section, I don’t like anyone using the books in my

absence. It contains some personal information, even my

wife doesn’t know some of the deep secrets stored in

these books, especially those ones.’ He pointed to three

leather cover books stacked on each other.

‘Onwuli,’ Tarasha read something to herself from the

cover of the book on top as she stretched her neck to

look. She knew she had heard something like that from

somewhere else.

‘But we don’t have any business with those books, this is

the one I want you to see…’ Nasiru continued but

Tarasha’s mind was far from what he was saying. She had

her mind on the three books he pointed at on which she

saw the familiar word. Then she remembered where she

heard something pronounced like that, it was from Chief

Gab when he was trying to explain to her the reason he

wanted to kill Chief Jubril and the rest of his targets.

She stylishly moved closer to the books to have a closer

view, then she saw some other names which she

recognized, Jubril, Gabriel, Elvis, Nasiru were on the back

cover too. Then the name of the minister of health who

was her first assassination target was also there and two

other names she had not heard about. She developed

interest in the book and began to look for a way to take it

with her. She knew that Chief Gab was the one whose

name was Gabriel and that the book would reveal more

about Chief Gab’s deal with his targets which may also

help her in taking out the last target.

‘Evelyn,’ Nasiru called her name suddenly, he had seen

that her mind was far away from his discourse with the

others. ‘What are you thinking about?’ He asked, focusing

all interest on her.

‘Nothing sir,’ she lied and tried to cover up with a smile.

‘What’s nothing?’ Nasiru did not accept her reply as it

was very obvious that she was listening to him.

‘Emm…I was just thinking as a cinematographer,’ she

said with a forced smile. ‘I was thinking of what it would

be like making films centered on the lives of people like

you, it’ll really be inspiring to a lot of young people.’

‘Hmm,’ Nasiru swallowed the lie. ‘There might really be

some horror part, you know.’ He said with a shrug, ‘some

of us have gone through and done some funny things

too. Well, I was saying…’

Chapter end