TARASHA
EPISODE 38A
Cole could not hide his astonishment at the
excellency of Tarasha’s edifice . Things in the
house were either controlled by Tarasha’s voice
or just a simple touch from her. From the gate
of the house to the car park and the doors,
they all responded to a simple whistle or a
word.
Her medical lab was also well equipped with
equipments, someone who did not know her
would mistake her for a real medical doctor but
a closer look at the equipments and drugs
nearly arranged on the shelves suggested that
the lab was only meant for treating injuries,
both simple and deadly ones.
‘Help me get that cylinder’ Tarasha’s voice
jolted him. He turned back to see her pointing
to a cylinder on the retort stand. ‘There’s a
napkin there for you to hold it’
Cole picked up the hot cylinder with the napkin
on his hand and proceeded towards Tarasha to
hand it over. Aisha laid on the bed unclad
except for her pant and bra as Tarasha cleaned
the bullets wounds and applied antibiotics to
prevent possible infections. An intravenous fluid
bag was hung at the other side and the fluid
passed through the IV lines slowly into her
veins.
‘Is she going to make it?’ Benny said as he
came closer to them. His wound had been
treated and his arm was already bandaged.
‘We can make her live again but not without
complications’ Tarasha replied in a tone that
sounded like a professional Doctor’s. ‘The bullet
touched some organs in the body and some
liquids have been spilled’
Cole heaved a sigh.He felt a pang of guilt.
Aisha was not supposed to be involved in the
operation, she had only come to assist him and
Benny after he pleaded with her. Now she had a
bullet stuck in her stomach which would result
into complications that won’t allow her enjoy
life anymore.
‘Has the bullets been removed?’ Benny asked
another question.
‘No, removing the bullet might cause more harm
for now’ she replied. She took time to dress the
wound on Aisha’s body after which she covered
her with a piece of white cloth.
She led them out of the medical lab to a large
room afterwards. The place looked empty until
Tarasha brought out a remote control device
and tapped in some commands. The opposite
wall to them split open and furnitures making
up a living room slid out of it towards them with
a plane rug underneath.
Benny and Cole could not hide their surprise, it
was well written on their face as they stood
and watched it like a miracle, they had only
seen such happen in Hollywood films. They
stood fixed to a point and didn’t notice when
Tarasha went to the wall behind them and
touched a switch on it which brought out a flat
screen TV and other sitting room ornaments
from the wall.
‘Are you going to remain standing?’ She startled
the two guys.
They sank into the seats in a weary manner and
Tarasha took a seat opposite them. There was
an awkward silence for about five minutes.
‘Are you hungry?’ She said to the both of them.
‘No, not yet’ Cole spoke up after looking at
Benny’s face for a go ahead. ‘The snacks we
took earlier is enough for now’
‘Okay, I got some food when I went out. Just
tell me when you are ready to eat’ she said and
relaxed back into her seat.
‘Thanks’ Benny and Cole said in unison.
Tarasha gave a brief smile, she brushed her hair
with her hand and stared at the two for a while.
Both of them hid their eyes from hers,
wondering why she fixed her gaze on them.
A lot of things were on Benny’s mind. One was
the hope within his heart that there was no
more task Tarasha had for them, this first one
almost took their lives. It had never been this
tough when he worked with Don. Well, they
never had taken operations as hard as the ones
they did now.
A confrontation with someone like Robin Kahn
would have been termed as impossible when he
worked with Don. Not that Don’s group – the
Nanl gang – was not good enough. In fact, they
were arguably the best assassin group in the
nation before Tarasha came in, but what had
incapacitated them was the belief that the
Nigerian security system was much stronger than old times and some crimes could not be perpetuated without being caught.
Maybe it wasn't just a belief of theirs, it was reality.
Although the level of technology in the gang was high, no-one had the knowledge of how to deactivate the security cameras or how to hack into the Nigerian security backup files, they all had to come to accept that the Nigerian security was unbreakable.
'We only took one of our targets' Tarasha's voice came up again. Benny and Cole fixed their eyes on her at once, they had been expecting her to talk about it. 'The Nigerian Inspector is still well and sound'
'No, he couldn't have escaped' Cole argued.
'We attached a bomb to the car that was supposed to take him back to their station.
'He survived, someone told him about the bomb'
'Huh?' Benny's eyes widened, 'No one could have noticed with the way we did it'
'Who planted it?' Tarasha questioned
....to be continued
previously on Tarasha Season1 Episode37d
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