Tarasha 80 Henry In Danger
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now, you may be in serious danger.' Dakolo said into the
phone. He got no reply or response. 'h.e.l.lo… h.e.l.lo.'
He took the phone off his ear and placed the call on loud
speaker. 'h.e.l.lo Henry,' he called again. Still there was no
response. After some seconds, sounds of movements
were heard and the call ended.
Ken and Dakolo glanced at each other. Could it be that
Henry had decided not to speak with the Agent but just
to waste his airtime? Dakolo stared at the phone's screen
for a while, contemplating if he should call back
immediately, give it sometime or just give up on calling
until they got to his residence.
Maybe Henry wasn't even worth the struggle, Dakolo
thought. They were trying to save him from possible
danger and he was ignoring their calls. But Dakolo still
felt a strange kind of fear in his heart for Henry.
'We still have twenty minutes more to get there,' Ken said
to him, as if reading the thoughts of his heart.
'I know,' Dakolo replied. 'I don't really know why Henry is
acting like a kid,' He added bitterly.
'He's a young man,' Ken chuckled. 'He can act like a kid
sometimes.'
'I think I should call the officer at the gate again,' Dakolo
stated.
'Sir, there's really no need to get worked up on this issue.
Let's just leave it since we're almost there already.' Ken
discouraged.
Dakolo stared at the phone's screen for a while before
reluctantly dropping it.
~~
Tarasha cut the call and flung the phone away. She
squatted and placed the intravenous fluid bag carefully
beside the school bag. She then dragged Henry by his belt
and carried him to the three seater sofa. She made him
lay flat properly. She walked to the dining table and
picked a chair from the place. She returned to the school
bag and picked it up with the IV bag. She got back to
Henry's side and placed a knee on the ground. She took
out a syringe and a small bottle from the black school
bag and drew out the contents of the bottle into the
syringe. She turned to Henry and straightened his right
hand, trying to select a vein.
She released the contents of the syringe into his blood
cells through the vein. In two minutes, he'll be awake but
very weak, the victim had to be awake for the contents of
the drip bag to work properly.
She had carefully weighed several options and selected
this as the best way of sorting out Henry's mess. She
thought of taking him out with a gun or another weapon,
that wouldn't waste so much time but she thought Henry
didn't deserve to die yet, somethings from him like his
fingerprints, thumb signature might still be needed by
her in the future, especially now that she was working
with the NSCC. Getting into his house early was what
strengthened her choice, she saw machineries and apps
in one of his rooms that could only be opened by his
voice, she also found out that the upper floor was not
also accessible until he placed his fingers on the lock. She
then thought of his work in the NSCC, it was possible that
he had also configured some programs that same way,
killing him would may make those programs inaccessible
for life and that may cause some obstruction in her job
also.
She looked up and a sudden fear gripped her as her eyes
met his eyes. The injection had worked and he was now
conscious again but temporarily paralyzed. He had that
innocent look that her first love used to have until the
day of his death. She wasn't killing him, but what she was
about to do wasn't too different from killing him. It
would render him totally useless to himself, only his
body would be alive but his brain and mind would be
dead. The liquid she was about to pa.s.s into his body from
the intravenous fluid bag would do the damage to his
brain and make his paralysis complete.
After arranging the drip bag and making the contents
flow into his body, she would go back through the back
door and repair it before leaving, so as to give no one a
clue that someone entered through the door.
She coughed as she remembered something, that sofa
where he laid. It was the same place they had both sat
some weeks back when she told her story to Henry and
he listened with great care and attention. She closed her
eyes and took a deep breath. She had to do what she had
to do.
She got up and proceeded to the dining area, she drew
out a dining chair and took it with her. She placed it
beside Henry and hung the drip bag on the chair
backrest. She took out a bottle of mentholated spirit,
nylon of cotton wool and a roll of plaster from her bag.
She straightened the drip line and inserted the needle
into the same vein she had just used before, she held the
needle firmly to his hand with the aid of the plaster.
His eyes was still opened when she got up and began to
pack back her things into the bag. After a minute of
packing all other things except the small bottle of liquid
from which she drew out the first mixture she injected
into Henry's body, she bent down to pick the small bottle
but couldn't as her eyes met his again.
He couldn't lift a finger, move his lips or even make an
expression with his face but she could see utter
disappointment written on his face, she got up slowly to
her feet like someone who had been caught stealing
without picking the bottle. For the first time in several
years, she felt afraid and tears began to form in her eyes.
She closed her eyes, tightened her fists and let out a deep
breath. She released the valve in the drip bag and the
liquid began to run down in drops.
Henry wasn't aware of what was going on, he couldn't
feel the needle in his vein nor could he see Omotara's
face anymore. He could only see her legs moving. He also
saw the dining chair placed closed to him but couldn't lift
up his head to see the drip bag placed on it. He could see
the drip line but still couldn't see that it was leading to a
vein in his hand.
Tarasha closed the bag and placed it behind her. She
stood, unable to move for a moment, she stared at him
in pity, but there was nothing she could do.
A sudden noise brought her back to her senses, someone
was. .h.i.tting the gate violently, that was when she realized
that the person ringing the bell at the gate must have
resorted to applying force now since there had been no
response. It was time to go. She touched the valve
control on the drip bag once again and the liquid began
to flow more rapidly.
~~
'Don't you think it'll be dangerous to walk into this place
like that?' An officer asked another one beside him as
they watched from a car the other two officers trying to
force the gate open.
'Dangerous? Why?' The other replied.
'We don't know what to expect inside?'
'C'mon, haven't we stayed here all day monitoring the
house, the only person that entered into the place since
has been the owner.'
'Yes, I know but we don't know what he has in store for
us.'
'No matter what he has in store for us, only him can't
defeat the four of us.'
'Hmm… I wouldn't have bothered if it was an ordinary
person o,' the officer said in a warning tone. 'We're
talking about someone who is related to the notorious
a.s.sa.s.sin gang here. How are we sure that we are not even
being watched at the moment.'
The other officer quickly glanced around in fear, his
colleague had been able to transfer his fear into him.
'Hmm… You have a point but someone has just got to
find out, we can't have a squad here. That'll be too
noticeable to all.'
'But I don't think we're going by it the right way,' the
officer said and opened his door to step out. 'We were
told to monitor Henry and report any suspicious activity
not to break into his house.' He stepped out and began to
match towards the road. He paused for a black car to
pa.s.s before proceeding. The driver of the took a glance at
him and continued driving.
~~~
From afar, Don could see the two non uniformed officers
at Henry's gate. He slowed down the speed of his car and
gradually began to think of a way to get inside the house
without pa.s.sing through the officers. His plan was to
threaten Henry and force out some information from
him which could lead him to Tarasha. He continued
towards the house slowly, he saw another man trying to
cross the road to the other side. He guessed it was
another officer. He drove past the house carefully
without raising any suspicion and made a U-turn,
planning to check the street behind and examine the
feasibility of getting in through the back.
He wasn't expecting that Tarasha would be in Henry's
house, his thought was that Tarasha and her crew
weren't even in Abuja again. Since Lagos was their base,
he was expecting them to have returned like they always
did, to plan the attack on the next victim.
There was a little bit of confusion on the street as he
wanted to turn into the next street. The traffic warder at
that point must have gone to sleep as all motorists were
moving at their own discretion.
It took sometime for him to get a clear view to cross. A
motorcycle ran into his car.
++++
'The Agent's instruction was that we get into this place,'
the officer in blue stated adamantly. He stepped back and
hit the gate lock once again. It gave way and two of the
officers stepped inside. The third officer made a signal to
the one in the car and glanced around before following
them hesitatingly. He hadn't been able to stop them,
instead they had talked him into following them inside.
The two officers ahead took out their guns and
proceeded into the house after checking the compound
to see if there was anything strange. The leader signaled
to the third officer to wait in the compound.
The doors were opened so they had no problems
entering the house, they pa.s.sed through a couple of
extensions before getting into the living room where
Henry was.
'D--n!' An officer cursed as he saw Henry. The fluid bag
was halfway already. He rushed to Henry and started
disconnecting the drip line. The other officer checked
around the place.
Henry's eyes was still open wide but he was cold and still.
'Is he alive?' The blue s.h.i.+rted officer asked.
'I don't know,' the colleague replied. He then placed his
ear on Henry's chest to listen to the heartbeat. 'He's
alive!' He announced.
'Call an ambulance, then call Agent Dakolo.' He ordered
and began to proceed further into the house. He
returned a minute later, the other officer had left Henry's
side. He was proceeding upstairs.
'This place is locked?' The officer on the stairs said. 'It's
locked from outside.'
'Okay, have you called for an ambulance?'
'Yes,' the officer replied, returning down slowly.
'What of Agent Dakolo?'
'He's not answering his calls.'
The blue s.h.i.+rted officer bent down beside Henry and
picked up the small bottle that contained the remnant of
liquid which Tarasha injected into his veins to make him
conscious. 'Is it possible he's a drug addict?' He asked
raising up the bottle for his colleague to see.
'Very possible, there's no one around so he might just be
placing himself on a dose.'
'Yeah… At the same time he doesn't look hurt, no one
could have forcefully placed him on a drip.' He said and
wrapped the bottle in his palm. 'Please call the office
again and tell the ambulance to hurry down.'
~~
'Where the h.e.l.l is the traffic warder here?' Dakolo
bounced out in anger as he proceeded towards the
accident scene. The driver of the car stepped out to help
the victim, some pedestrians had also come by to help
him.
'The motorcyclist was impatient,' some people began to
murmur.
'Let's carry him into my car,' Don said. He was furious
about what had happened because it had disturbed his
journey. He would have escaped if it was a less busy road
but he couldn't try that here, he could get mobbed.
'Wait!' Dakolo said to the men as they tried to lift him up.
He recognized the face of the victim, it was the same man
who joined him in the cab on his first day of arrival into
Abuja.
'Your phone is ringing sir.' Ken said, approaching from
behind.
Dakolo turned and took his phone. 'Ken, you have to go
with this man to the hospital, make sure the victim is well
treated and the man who hit him comes to the office to
take down his statement.
'Okay sir,' Ken agreed reluctantly and handed over the
car keys to Dakolo.
Dakolo took the keys and rushed back to the car, he
dialed the number before starting the engine. 'Officer,
have you gotten in?'
'Yes sir,' the reply came promptly. 'He put himself on
drugs, I think he took an overdose.'
'What do you mean?'
'Sir, we met him placed on drip and there was no one
else with him.'
'Have you taken him already?'
'No, he's unconscious and we've called for an
ambulance.'
'Okay, I'll get there in the next three minutes.' Dakolo
said and ended the call. He zoomed off immediately.
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