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Action thriller :-Tarasha Season1 Episode41c
Tarasha Season1 Episode41c
He smiled. 'You hate the dust?'
'Yeah'. She looked at him funnily.
'You're lucky that everywhere is tarred in this city. If you get to the rough side of the country, your whole body would be covered by dust already'
'Wow! Is it that bad?'
'We don't see it as bad anymore, it's just one of our seasons'
'What season does cotton grow here?' She suddenly changed the topic again.
'Hmm...' He scratched his beards. 'I don't really know but I can find out for you. Why do you ask?'
'I'm into the cotton business and I hear the industry here is big. I'm looking for a good company to partner with' Evelyn explained.
'You're into the cotton business?' His eyes widened as he asked.
'Yes, do you anybody who is also involved in it? Or any company?'
'Yes, I know' he started joyfully. 'My father has the largest cotton firm in the whole nation. Julal Limited'
'Your father is Jubril Lawal?' Her eyes widened in surprise as she exclaimed.
'Yes, he's my father' he stated proudly.
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'Who do you say you were looking for?' A middle aged woman walked into the living room with her teenage son who went to call her.
'Is Franca your daughter?' James asked.
'Yes, she is' the woman put on a serious look as she placed a hand on her chest.
'We need to see her concerning one of her friends' James continued. 'We are from the police headquarters'
'Eh! ' the woman began an unforeseen wailing, adjusting her head tie as she sniffed.
'Calm down madam, let's hear you well' James urged, as he couldn't hear what she was saying amidst tears.
'My daughter has left this house since the thirty first day of December and has not returned since then' she repeated.
'Where did she say she was going to?' James enquired.
'She only said she was going to see her friend'
'Which of her friends?'
'She did not specify, she said she wasn't going to stay long'
'Has this been reported to the police?'
'Yes, it has. They've questioned all her friends that we know but no one seems to know where she is'
'Have they questioned her friend Daniel?'
'Who is Daniel ?' She asked ignorantly.
'You don't know Daniel?'
'None of her friends bear that name'
James turned to look at Sandra to come in with an explanation. 'Daniel is very tall, he's dark and not too slim'
The woman looked more confused at the explanation. 'He came here with her on the thirtieth of this December' Sandra put in.
The Woman looked at her son standing beside her for affirmation or denial. 'I don't know if he came to the house with her but I saw them walking on the street' Sandra quickly added.
'Yes, I saw her with a stranger that day' the light skinned teenage boy joined in. 'But they did not stay together for long'
'The person was a total stranger?' James turned to the boy.
He affirmed by nodding his head. 'Was he a stranger to Franca too?'
'I think he was her Facebook friend. I overheard them saying something like that'
'What's Franca's Facebook ID' James brought out his phone and began to type into it.
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16/01/2031
**7am**
Henry looked sober in his room. His head rested on his two palms that were clasped together as he mumbled some words under his breath. He had just finished listening to a salvation message by popular Nigerian televangelist , Chris Oyakhilome and had been fired up from inside. Though he was a Christian, he wasn't a committed one. Now, his mind had just been awoken again to the love of God and how why he should be passionate about God.
His phone rang, disturbing his prayers. He switched it off immediately and hid it under his pillow. He picked up the bible on the stool in front of him and began to flip through the pages, he was unsure of where to stop. He turned back to the concordance and located the word "love", he began a more intensive study on it.
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'Make sure it is organized before this afternoon' Tarasha said, looking into the laptop screen.
'Sure, I'll get it done' the reply came in a thick Russian accent.
Tarasha closed the video calls application and shut down the laptop. The landline in the room rang aloud.
'Hello'
'Good evening Miss Evelyn, A man by the name Dare Lawal is waiting for you' a voice came through.
'Thank you, I'll be down shortly' she said and dropped the call.
She catwalked to the mirror and viewed herself one more time. She was looking perfectly okay in her blue trouser suit, more importantly she looked business minded.
She picked her handbag and proceeded out of the room. She got to the reception in two minutes.
'Hi' Dare smiled and got up as he spotted her. 'Good morning'
'Good morning.' She smiled back.
'How was your night?' He extended his hand to her.
'Perfect, how about you?'
'Awesome' he said and placed a gently kiss on the back of her palm. 'I was thinking about you all night'
'Really?'
'Yeah. It's like I never met someone as beautiful as you are before'
'Oh! That's sweet' she blushed, getting her acting skills perfectly.
'Anything for an angel' he grinned. He arranged the tip of his suit properly before taking her hands in his. 'Shall we?' He smiled and ushered her forward with his other hand.
'So what part of the city are you taking me to?' Evelyn asked as they walked out of the hotel.
'Asokoro. There are lots of apartment you'll like there'
'Alright, let's see' she gave a bright smile as she stepped into the car.
'You will like it, my Dad stays there. You'll be able to see him often and partner well with him' he said before closing the door. He smiled as he turned to the driver's seat. His concern wasn't her partnership with his father. He was so focused on getting in between her thighs that he wouldn't have raised any doubt if all she had told me about herself last night didn't sound authentic.
...to be continued
previously on Tarasha Season1 Episode41b
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