EPISODE 43A
13/01/2031
Dare and Evelyn drove into Julal Ltd by exactly 7.30am on Monday morning. Dare was unusually silent throughout the journey, he kept stealing glances at Evelyn who seemed surprised by his behaviour. He kept avoiding discussions anytime she tried to start one.
Several had been floating through his mind since he had the conversation with his Dad on phone. The man had suggested that Evelyn could be a fraudster, but he didn't think so. She appeared so calm and sincere to him, lovable too. She has been the only person who had been able to break the chain of clubbing every Friday night for him, since the three years it started.
Could she really be a fraudster? He stole another quick glance at her face as he turned off the car engine. 'Here we are' he said to her.
She made a sign of the cross and smiled to herself, wondering where she learnt it from, she had never been religious. Well, she was taught how to act very well.
'You seem nervous' he said with a smile.
'I am nervous' she said and turned to look at his face. 'I'm meeting with the chairman of one of the biggest cotton companies in Africa'
'Well' he gave a chuckle. 'He's my father and I can assure you that he's not hard to deal with'
She stared at his face. He gave a nod and smile to reassure her.
'What are we waiting ? You should get going'. He opened the door at his side. 'I have some other things to do here too'
'Okay'she smiled and arranged her suit jacket properly, waiting as he turned to open the door for her. 'Thank you.' She stepped out.
'Hey! Dare' someone called, making Dare turn back.
'You should go now. Beep me when you're done' he said and gave her a pat on the cheek before turning to face his caller.
'You'll have a nice time with my Dad. That's if you're not a fraudster.' He frowned and bit his lips as she left his present.
'Dare , what did you say?' His friend asked.
'Not you' he smiled and shook his hands with the friend. The walked away.
**8.10**
'Welcome Miss Evelyn Alex.' Jubril Lawal stared at her intently.
'Thank you sir' she said and adjusted her sitting position.
He sat into the swivel and turned his desktop screen to himself. 'Just a minute' he pleaded as he focused on the computer.
The dark complexioned man was dressed in a black suit and blue shirt with a white tie to complement it. He looked too active and strong for his age. Except for his face and his belly which slightly protruded out, one could mistake him him for a few young businessman.
'Alexander Amaechi' he murmured to himself as he read through something on the screen.
Tarasha seized the moment to study the physical appearance of her target very well. She also studied the office and figured out the position of the camera. The window was also large enough to escape through after killing the man but the barrier was the burglary proof metals.
'I heard you only arrived in Nigeria few days ago, hope you didn't have issues locating this place?'
'Dare helped me, he brought me here' she answered.
'Your Dad is a very good businessman. I wonder why I've never heard of him before.'
Evelyn smiled back. 'He's kind of based in Canada and doesn't really do business outside of North America'
'I see... So what attracted him to us here?' Jubril asked.
'I' she replied. 'I had a business idea and shared it with him and he liked it. I told him I'll like to travel to Nigeria and he agreed'
'He agreed? You look too young to handle a big business idea '
Evelyn smiled. 'I might be young but when it comes to business and investments. I'm a very mature lady'
...to be continued
previously on Tarasha Season1 Episode42d
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