Note tarasha fake her name again !!!!!!!
TARASHA
EPISODE41B
our matriculation numbers were just close
because we registered at almost the same
time’
‘And Aisha registered at the same time with you
too?’
‘Yes, she registered after Daniel’
‘Okay, are you sure he saw you?’ James
inquired
‘Yes, he did’ she gave a quick reply.
James paused for a moment, he scanned
through all he noted down in his tablet device.
‘You said they were dating in school’
‘I didn’t say they were dating’ Bose refuted. ‘I
said they were so close that people assumed
that they were, Aisha said they weren’t’
‘I thought you said you were not close to Aisha,
how did she tell you they weren’t dating?’
James asked with suspicion in his voice.
‘You see’ she began her explanation. ‘Aisha was
a sportswoman, she was loved by everyone.
The only reason some people stayed far from
her was get association with Daniel. Daniel was
a rough guy, believed to be a deadly cultist but
that assertion wasn’t proven. So everyone
except teammates maintained a distance from
Aisha, they could only speak with her briefly
when she wasn’t around Daniel or his friends’
‘So he was already dreaded in year two?’ James
raised a brow.
‘Yes, as a matter of fact, there were rumors
that he was already a committed member of
the cult before he gained admission’
‘Hmm, serious’ James nodded his head slowly
and took a glance at Sandra. ‘Do you know
where we can find this Daniel?’
‘No, I don’t have any idea’ she replied.
‘What about the girl you saw him with?’
‘She lives down the street, I can show you to
her house’
…………
‘So Evelyn, what part of Nigeria are you from?’
Dare asked as he took a bite of the chicken.
They were seated opposite each other in the
restaurant on a table for two.
‘Rivers State’ she answered, ‘my parents are
from Orogbum’
‘Orogbum’ Dare corrected her pronunciation, he
gave her a suspicious look. ‘You don’t even
know how to pronounce the name of your
town?’
Evelyn quickly put up a bright smile, ‘I wasn’t
born or brought up here so you can’t blame me’
‘I see. I’ve been to Orogbum before for a
friend’s mother burial’ he paused and stared at
her face. ‘What part of Canada did you stay?’
‘Ontario’ she took a sip of the fruit juice and
rested back in the chair.
‘Hmm, cool. So what brought you back to
Nigeria? ‘
‘I told you earlier that I came to do business’
‘Business?’ He started stared at her in disbelief.
‘Yes, business. To invest in the many
opportunities here’
He gave a broad smile, ‘I like that, it’s very rare
to see young girls talking business in this part
of the world’
She replied with a chuckle. She took another
sip from the glass cup.
‘Ain’t you eating again?’ He stared at the
remnant of the food in front of her.
‘I’m full’ she smiled.
‘Come on’ he cleaned his oily lips with a tissue
paper. ‘You’ve not even taken up to five bites’
‘I’m full’ she insisted
‘Or you want something else?’
‘No, thanks’ she took a glance at the wristwatch
and exclaimed. ‘Oh! I have to leave now’ she
said and hurriedly grabbed her bag.
‘Why?’ He asked
‘I have an appointment with my Dad online in
forty minutes time’
‘I see…’
‘Yeah’
‘Let me drive you home’ he offered, getting up
from his seat.
‘No, thanks. Don’t bother, I’ve troubled you a lot
already’
‘You don’t have a choice’ he said mockingly. ‘Do
you know how to get back home?’
‘Of course’ she laughed heartily. ‘How do you
think I know this restaurant? I’ve been briefed
about this city and I also have the map’ she
displayed something on her phone’s screen to
him.
He smiled. ‘Well, I insist on taking you home’
‘Alright, I agree’ she eyed him playfully and took
the lead.
He licked his lips and rubbed his palms together
as he had a view of her behind once again. He
caught up with her and they walked silently to
the car. He opened the door for her to sit first
before entering into the driver’s side.
‘So where are you staying exactly? Where’s
your house?’ He asked before starting the car
engine.
She smiled. ‘I don't have a house yet, I'm planning to pay for a property next week, I'm in a hotel for now'
'What? That means you don't have somewhere to stay?' He glanced at her as he began to drive.
'I just told u I stay in a hotel'
'And you are comfortable there?'
'What? Why not?' She wiped her hair backwards. 'I'm not staying there for long'
'I can help you get your own property this week, a very good one' he said
'No, thanks. My Dad specified what he wants me to get'
'We can get something of the same kind' he persisted.
'OK, let's see what you can offer' she gave in.
'Tell me about this weather' she changed the topic of discussion
'It's Harmattan. It was harsher than this two days ago. It's gradually subsiding' he grinned.
'Hope it has not been bad on you'
'Not at all. I'm putting on a sleeveless shirt gown. It doesn't seem cold to me. I only hate the dust'
He smiled.
....to be continued
previously on Tarasha Season1 Episode41a
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