Tarasha 72 The First Day At Work

Just that day at work, Tarasha had learnt so much about

the NSCC. Luckily for her, Sylvester had ignorantly

handed over his personal laptop to her when she

promised to help him prolong a particular monitoring

session after he complained bitterly that it was too short.

He thinking that he had hidden all secret files and

protected his personal apps with pa.s.swords, he didn't

realize that the Kimberly he was working with could do

more than the project he read about.

From the laptop, she had gotten an idea of how the street

cameras were specially installed and the process laid

down to uninstall them without raising any alarm. She

learnt that the codes for uninstalling each cameras

without raising alarm or destroying them were kept in

files in hidden sections of each regional office. The file

type and what type of hidden sections referred to was

unknown to her yet, but she was very sure that the files

would be in computerized formats and they would be

hidden locations on their main control computer

systems. The PDF doc.u.ment from where she got this

information also stated that copies of all codes and files

used in the nation for installing and uninstalling these

cameras were contained in the Abuja office.

Tarasha recalled that Henry Paul, her neighbour was a

regional staff working in the head office. She didn't know

the capacity in which he functions but she believed that

she could get some important data from him. It didn't

take time before she got her opportunity to meet him

again.

'Hey Evelyn' someone called as Tarasha stepped out of

gate. She looked to her right side and saw Paul. He was in

front of his gate, munching some peanuts from the nylon

in his hand as he was about to enter. His white s.h.i.+rt and

shorts reflected the little of sun rays radiated from

above.

'Hi Paul' she smiled at him.

'How are you Evelyn?' He said, closing back the gate. He

began to move closer to her and feeding his eyes on her

thighs revealed below the b.u.mshort. She took note

carefully of how he was looking at her and licking his lips

l.u.s.tfully.

'Fine, how about you?'

'I'm fine too.' He said, half inaudible because of the

quant.i.ty of peanuts in his mouth.

'Where are you coming from?' Tarasha asked.

'From a friend's place, I went to copy a movie into my

flash drive.' He took out the flash drive from his back

pocket and showed it to her.

'What movie is that?' She asked, looking interested.

'Inseparable by Young C.c' he answered. 'I've been

wanting to get it since I saw the trailer but work did not

permit me to go to a store. So, I asked a friend to buy

online for me'

'I heard of the release too but I've not been opportune to

see the movie or trailer, I've only read the book'

'You wanna come watch with me?' He offered.

'That'll be nice' she accepted his offer joyously. 'Are you

starting right away?'

'Yes… But I could delay a little because of you'

'Thanks, I need to get something in a store next street'

'Should I accompany you?'

'No, you don't need to bother' safe rejected politely and

began to walk away slowly, to nowhere in particular, just

to buy time and make her acting complete.

'Ermm…' Paul signaled for her to wait. 'What about your

friends? I didn't see any of them since Friday last week'

'They traveled for something urgent' Tarasha answered.

'They'll be back soon, I believe'

'Okay, say hi to them when they call'

'Sure, I would' Tarasha smiled.

'I'll be expecting you' Paul said before turning back and

walking to his gate.

*

Tarasha was in his living room thirty minutes later. His

living room was decently decorated, not large but neat

and comfortable. Paul began to play the film after

serving Tarasha fruit juice and a pack of popcorn. They

were both seated on the opposites ends of the three

seater sofa.

One hour went by and both of them were deeply

engrossed in the film, at least Tarasha pretended to be

while she was thinking of the best way to get out what

she needed from him. She knew it would be against their

job ethics to let out the information she needed, so she

needed to do something special that would make him

give her all she wanted.

'Do you think Frank would get out of Bola's trouble?'

Tarasha tried to begin a conversation with the highly

concentrating Paul.

'Ermm… He's got to come out. That girl is evil, he may

not even be responsible for the pregnancy she's carrying'

he hurriedly answered her and returned his

concentration to the screen. He did not want to miss any

part of the thrilling movie.

'He is responsible, she couldn't have lied to her father'

Tarasha said but got no reply. She turned her face back

to the screen, taking time to think of the best possible

way to distract him.

'I'm feeling sleepy' she announced after another five

minutes. He took a glance at her and gave a "I don't

believe you" look.

'Sleepy?' He asked to be sure if that was what he really

heard.

'Yes' she replied. Without waiting for his response, she

turned and laid her head on his lap placing her legs on

the arm rest she was resting on before. She made sure

her backhead was placed in between his legs, to have

contact with his manhood. She felt him s.h.i.+ver as she

stretched and pressed down with her head. He stared at

her face for a while.

She was beginning to get his attention now like she

wanted. She waited for some minutes again before taking

her next move. She began to rub his bare knee with her

palm gently.

'What do you do in the office?' She turned her head to

face him as she asked. Her hand left his knee and went

under his s.h.i.+rt on his belly.

'I…' He squirmed and swallowed, signals were being sent

through his whole body. She had to pause to enable him

give her an answer. 'I'm a regional staff like I told you.

I'm the a.s.sistant to the regional coordinator here'

'What are your responsibilities?'

'My main responsibilities are to watch over the

streaming, cut and save files and also convert the video

files into other formats for reporting'

'Are these the only things you do everyday?' She

continued rubbing her hand on his abdomen softly.

'Yes, basically' he replied, his chubby body s.h.i.+vering.

She raised up her head and got up to sit on his lap. 'Are

you also involved in installing the cameras?'

'Yes, but that does not happen often.'

'How do you install the cameras? Do the NSCC have

special processes for theirs'

'No' he paused and stared into her face thoughtfully for a

while. 'Why are you asking?'

'Nothing darling' she smiled and pushed his chest

backwards, taking off his s.h.i.+rt. He didn't resist. 'I'm

interested in working in the NSCC, that's why I'm asking'

'Oh! You…' He vibrated all over as she placed her lips on

his n----e. She stopped and look at his face. 'Do you

know how to install the NSCC cameras?'

'Yes, it's the same way you install every other security

cameras except that the NSCC has a special code to

install and uninstall it, if one tries to uninstall with

another code, it raises an alarm in the office'

'Those codes, how do you get them?'

'It's manufactured by developers and they sell it to us,

then we protect them using IVC solution.'

'How do you use the codes?'

'The codes are used to connect each camera to our

monitoring system. You know the cameras are wireless,

so since no wires connect them, the codes makes the

connection'

'I know that, what I mean is that how do you install the

code into the cameras?'

'Okay, that happens during production. Each camera is

made to have a code that have been bought before

packaging and installing them'

'Hmm…' She paused and licked his n-----s for some

seconds again. 'Are the codes always long?' She stopped

again. She could see disappointment on his face, he was

getting tired of the questions already and wanted her to

complete the job which she had started on his body. She

could already feel his hard manhood touching her b.u.m

underneath.

'No, the codes are always six characters'

'And how are six character codes stored?'

'We use the Nitex Pad in the IVC for keeping them on our

main system. It's a very secure tool' he said impatiently,

his body already vibrating for action.

'Nitex pad' she mumbled under her breath as she got up

and pushed his chest to lay straight on the sofa. She

touched something on her back pocket as she sat in

between his legs and began to dip her hand under his

shorts.

Paul had lost all his senses at this time, all he wanted was

to consume the lady in front of him and he didn't realise

that he had just done something which was against the

ethics of his job. He had given so much information, well

, he never thought he was giving it to someone that could

do any harm.

He laid there antic.i.p.ating what's next when an alarm

sounded. Tarasha got up hurriedly and took out a tiny

device from her back pocket.

'Oh! It's time to use my drugs' she announced, looking

very worried. 'I have to rush home now' she said and

adjusted her top hurriedly. She tightened back the

b.u.t.ton of her b.u.mshort which was loose and began to

proceed towards the door immediately.

'Are you coming back?' He shouted behind as she opened

the door.

'Maybe' she replied and walked out, closing the door with

a loud bang.

Paul felt stupid and miserable as he got up and picked his

s.h.i.+rt which she had flung to the floor. His manliness was

still hard and yearning. He hissed as his eyes met with the

TV screen. Just now, his expectations had been raised

beyond measure and dashed again within minutes when

he was already feeling close to heaven.

~~

9am, next morning.

Dakolo and Ken were driving out of the Jubril's house.

They had asked some more few questions which

included the names of Jubril's close friends and

addresses, they got the names of two of his friends who

were also at the party and decided to visit I one

immediately. They got the pictures as planned the day

before. The young lady had helped them to categorize

the pictures into two folders; one containing the guests in

the party which she knew were family friends of theirs

and the other containing those she did not know. The

latter had more pictures in it. All their questions had to

be answered by the young lady as they didn't see Mrs

Jubril all through their stay. She was said to be slightly

indisposed with fever.

Ken sped off as they drove out of the gate while Dakolo

tried to view the pictures. He started with the pictures of

the Jubril's family friends but couldn't recognize any one

as hard as he tried except for two notable ministers in

the country. He gave up on trying without getting to the

last picture in the folder. He decided to wait until they got

to they got to Chief Jubril's PA who should be able to

identify the guests.

In thirty minutes time, they got to Lanre's office, he was a

friend to Dare and was also an attendee of the party. He

was asked several questions about Dare and the newly

found friend, Alexander Evelyn.

After answering other questions to the best of his

knowledge, Lanre also stated that there was no

suspicious movement Dare was involved with until he

met with the new friend, Evelyn. He was said to have

changed and stop clubbing frequently like he used to do.

Lanre told them of how Dare started looking miserable

after some days of strange happiness but refused to talk

to his friends about anything, but they were able to guess

that it was either that he was jilted by the girl or he found

out that she was dating someone else. Apart from that

Lanre had nothing more to say.

After thanking Lanre, the policemen found their way out

of his office and headed for Debo's house. They got there

twenty minutes later and were ushered into his living

room. They began the interrogation at once.

'Apart from that lady, Evelyn, was there anyone else Chief

Jubril was supposed to meet?' Dakolo began.

'No, she was the only one'

'Did you see her when she came in?'

'Yes, from afar. I saw her front view for the first time that

day' Debo said thoughtfully. 'But it was from afar, I can't

even remember how she looks like'

'Then how do you know it was her?' Dakolo pushed.

'I heard Chief Jubril talk about her to his family, they

were making jest of Dare immediately she walked in with

another guy' he answered carefully.

'Who was the guy?'

'I don't know him either, I couldn't see his face clearly'

he paused and cleaned his eyes. 'The truth is I'm short-

sighted but asides from that, the only reason Chief Jubril

recognized her from that distance and wth the kind of

lightning was because he knew her face very well before.

He didn't know the guy too' Debo explained.

'Was the lightning poor?'

'No, but we couldn't see people far off' because of the

very bright lights and performers at the stage in the

middle.

'Hmm…' Dakolo hummed under his breath while

scrolling through something on his device.

'…the lady and the guy were both putting on blue clothes.

They were distinctly dressed' Debo quickly added as he

remembered. 'The guy was putting on a s.h.i.+ny blue suit

while she was on a short blue gown'

Dakolo suddenly looked up. 'Would you recognize them

with the clothes if you see the pictures?'

'Yes, I remember what they wore but it's a pity there are

no…'

'There are pictures' Dakolo cut in. He stood up and

collected the tablet device from Ken. He swiped it open

and went to sit on the arm rest of the couch Debo was

seated on. Debo was surprised on hearing that there

were pictures, he didn't believe until Dakolo opened the

larger folder and began to scroll through the pictures.

'Tell me if you see them here or if you see any other

strange person' Dakolo said to him.

The both of looked into the device intently for minutes,

Debo readily identifying those he knew in the pictures.

'Here he is' Debo finally said in a loud voice after ten

minutes. 'Here's the guy who came with her, in the blue

suit