Tarasha 29 What Can I Offer You
You’re reading novel Tarasha 29 What Can I Offer You online at LightNovelFree.com. Please use the follow button to get notification about the latest chapter next time when you visit LightNovelFree.com. Use F11 button to read novel in full-screen(PC only). Drop by anytime you want to read free – fast – latest novel. It’s great if you could leave a comment, share your opinion about the new chapters, new novel with others on the internet. We’ll do our best to bring you the finest, latest novel everyday. Enjoy!
didn't know what to expect, she didn't even
allow him talk before she ended the call. He
waved off his bodyguard who was moving close
to him thinking he needed something.
He picked his smaller phone from the centre
table and proceeded out of the living room to
speak with the security men outside.
He returned five minutes later after giving them
orders and headed to the computer room. Edet
was surprised on seeing the man walk into the
room.
'Good morning sir' Edet stood up to greet.
'Good morning Edet' Chief Gab replied, taking
his seat beside the young man's chair. 'Let's
see the entrance, I'm expecting a visitor'
Edet quickly responded to the instruction and
the computer displayed the happenings outside.
Nothing was going on except for the usual
pa.s.sage of vehicles in the estate.
It was after twelve minutes that Chief Gab
spotted a black range Rover driving from the
left towards the gate.
'Tell them to open the gate' he said to Edet
who picked up a landline and quickly dialed the
men at the gate.
The car was driven in in few seconds. The
driver, a lady whose face was not visible due to
her mode of dressing came out of the car, she
had a bag strapped to her back. She was led
into the house by two men as Chief had
ordered them earlier.
They led her to the large sitting room and took
their leave. Chief watched her as she stood in
the middle of the living room and brought out a
tablet device from her bag, she begin to put in
some commands. Chief decided it was time to
meet her, he cleared his throat and adjusted his
Agbada before walking out of the computer
room with his personal guard.
Tarasha already brought out a gun by the time
he entered the living room with his guard. His
guard who was proactive brought out his own
gun and pointed at Tarasha. Her facial
expression was not clearly seen but the Chief
could hear a chuckle, he motioned his
bodyguard to drop the gun.
Tarasha released four quick shots to the four
edges of the rectangular room, destroying the
planted cameras. She returned the gun into her
pocket and faced the Chief.
'Good morning Chief' she greeted in a cheerful
voice, 'Happy new year'
'Good morning Tarasha, same to you' he
answered, both of them still standing. He
signaled to the bodyguard to leave the place
and the guy quickly obliged. 'Please have your
seat' he motioned Tarasha to one of the thick
leather sofas. She removed and dark gla.s.ses on
her face as she sat down but still left the mask
which covered the lower part of her face and
the face cap which covered her forehead.
Nevertheless, Chief Gab could still see her eyes,
she wasn't what he was expecting, she looked
too young to be a professional a.s.sa.s.sin. He
could place her between the ages of twenty to
twenty five, she was in the same age range
with his first daughter. He felt a pinch of guilt
as he sat on the sofa facing her. He needed
not to ask her what led her to becoming an
a.s.sa.s.sin, he knew how it happened.
'What can I offer you?' He asked.
'The truth' she answered sharply.
'What?'
'The truth' she repeated.
'I mean something to drink or eat' he said with
a smile.
'I want you to tell me the truth only' she
reiterated.
'Well…' He became speechless, he wondered
what kind of conversation she came for.
'Why are you killing all these people?'
He was taken aback by the question and he
stammered, trying to find his voice. He thought
Vladislav had told him that she killed without
asking questions, she was bred to be like that.
'I mean you don't tell me what you have against
these people you send me to' She added, 'most
of them are loved by the people of your
country'
'I don't think I am obliged to answer you' he
answered, getting up from his seat.
That was true, he wasn't mandated to answer
her. She herself was to ask questions, she
came to Nigeria to kill and wasn't supposed to
have pity for anyone that she was sent to or
anyone that tried to stop her.
She thought she had lost all emotion until
recently when she killed the Rivers State
Governor. She remembered the look on his
face, it was the look on the face of her first
loved one that she killed. Her fifth a.s.signment
during her training, when she was just fourteen
years old.
***FLASHBACK ***
– April 9, 2020 –
The innocent looking fourteen year old girl
stood only clothed with a black bra and very
short black skirt in the extremely cold weather.
That's how they were being brought up; to be
able withstand any kind of weather, sometimes
they were fully clothed in very hot weather. Her
body shook as a mean looking man placed
something into her hands.
She looked around her and found gazes of
young girls of the same age as hers, some a
little bit older. They were up to four hundred in
number, young but had all lost their virginities
to men who were old enough to be their
fathers. All dressed in the same way, most
were s.h.i.+vering in the cold while the others who
were adapting quickly to the treatment stood
still as they watched.
They all looked pale waiting for their colleague
to go through her test, some of them had
already gone and pa.s.sed through the test while
a lot were still waiting in line but one thing was
sure they could not escape it.
She stared at the dagger for a couple of
seconds before making her way into the
fighting cage. She could see her reflection on
the s.h.i.+ning metal, it was so sharp that it could
cut through the body of any animal just by
falling on it. That was the same dagger that she
had been asked to use on a man who she had
grown to love over the years.
Loving was a crime in the clan; that's what she
had just been taught in her last lecture. The
hardened Roy had spoken to the girls in her
cla.s.s that loving or having affection for
someone was wrong. Affection and love were
only for the weak minded people. He also
informed them that the topic he taught that day
had practicals. The day was Tarasha's practical
day, she had to kill Stanley who had been like a
father to her and other girls who stayed in their
block.
Stanley Bob was a citizen of America, aged fifty
eight. He was brought to the Nefary Clan ten
years ago. He was kidnapped during one of his
political campaigns when he vied for the post
of the Senate President n his nation. Being
known for good in the country, he was sure to
win the election. His enemies had then
contacted the Nefary clan to get rid of him. He
was lucky not to have being killed but brought
to their headquarters in Russia to work as one
of the cooks for the a.s.sa.s.sins trainee and
trainers.
He didn't know where in the world he was but
he still nurtured the hope of getting out some
day and returning to help his country but it
seemed he has team out of luck already as the
inevitable death stared at him in the face.
The cage was locked from outside immediately
Tarasha got in. She looked at him from afar, he
bent his neck and stared at her like the zombie
that he had made, gnas.h.i.+ng his teeth as saliva
dripped down his lips. The man had already
been injected with substances that made him
lost his will; all he could see Tarasha whom he
used to love as was an animal to devour.
Tears flowed out in drops from Tarasha's eyes,
she remembered how the man had cared for
her at a time she was sick, ignoring the death
punishment he would get if caught. He had
taken her to his room secretly and made a
mixture that healed her and saved her room the
child hands of death.
The zombie approached her violently with a rod
in his hands. He struck the rod against her but
she dodged, swerving to the right as the rod
landed on the floor. She moved farther away
from him but he surged forward against her
with the rod, she kept moving backwards until
her back touched the wall of the cage. He
struck the rod once again, this time she bent
down and it missed her head. She escaped by
pa.s.sing below his arm and ran to the other side
of the cage.
The monster was relentless in his quest to
devour the girl, he picked up his rod and
charged towards her again.
'Kill him Tarasha, what the h.e.l.l is wrong with
you?' She heard Vlasdismir shout. She looked
backwards to look at the angry man, she looked
at the faces of her colleagues too as if to
receive permission to kill Stanley. She couldn't
make out what they wanted from the look in
their faces, they all stared at her like mourners.
The rod hit her face as she turned neck back to
focus on her attacker, she fell down on the floor
heavily, blood gushed out of her nose as the
dagger fell off her hands. The zombie raised up
the rod again to land it on her head the second
time but she had quickly recovered. She opened
her eyes just in time and rolled away quickly.
She touched her bleeding nose as she got up,
her head was banging already. It was then she
gave up and decided to end the man's life, he
was going to kill her if she didn't kill him first.
The man charged towards her again, she bent
and gave him a kick behind his knee to take
him down. The man only staggered as the kick
from her tiny leg could not have much effect on
him. He turned back and watched as she picked
up her dagger.
He widened his eyes and let out a loud growl as
he ran towards her again. She slid and pa.s.sed
beside his legs, he almost fell as he missed his
hit, before he could turn back to her, she had
pierced the dagger into his side.
'Don't just kill him, I want his neck' somebody
shouted from outside the cage.
Blood rushed down the left side of the zombie's
stomach as he fell on one knee, his rod fell off
his hands. He turned back to attempt a last
attack on Tarasha but she ran the dagger into
his neck, his blood spilled on her face and into
her mouth as she removed the dagger and the
man fell down lifeless, his blood gus.h.i.+ng out
profusely.
Her eyes was full of pity and remorse as
Stanley fell, his head sidewards with his tongue
out. But it wasn't over yet, she still had to cut
off his neck and take it out to the boss. She
trembled as she knelt down to disjoin the head
from the neck.
Tears had stopped dropping from her eyes by
the time she was carrying the head out of the
cage, she had lost every pity for the man
already. She couldn't have pity anymore, she
wasn't created to be with emotions.
Tarasha 29 What Can I Offer You
You're reading novel Tarasha 29 What Can I Offer You online at LightNovelFree.com. You can use the follow function to bookmark your favorite novel ( Only for registered users ). If you find any errors ( broken links, can't load photos, etc.. ), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible. And when you start a conversation or debate about a certain topic with other people, please do not offend them just because you don't like their opinions.
Tarasha 29 What Can I Offer You summary
You're reading Tarasha 29 What Can I Offer You. This novel has been translated by Updating. Author: Olahanloye already has 368 views.
It's great if you read and follow any novel on our website. We promise you that we'll bring you the latest, hottest novel everyday and FREE.
LightNovelFree.com is a most smartest website for reading novel online, it can automatic resize images to fit your pc screen, even on your mobile. Experience now by using your smartphone and access to LightNovelFree.com
- Related chapter:
- Tarasha 28 Happy New Year
- Tarasha 30 Knock! Knock!