Tarasha looked cute and smart in her well
tucked in shirt, she combed her hair in a stylish
manner as she stared at her reflection from the
mirror in front of her. She hissed again on
seeing the high heeled shoe laying on the floor,
she would have changed it to a flatter one if not
that she wanted to portray herself as a average
stylish Nigerian girl.
She put on the suit jacket first and took another
look at the mirror to check if any part of her
dressing was conflicting with the other. After
confirming that her combination and choice of
cloth and accessories were okay, she put on the
shoe.
She felt awkward as she took the first four
steps with the shoe due to the fact that she
hadn't worn high heels for almost a year but her
body had been trained to fit into any situation
so she was quick to adjust as she proceeded
out of the room. She picked up her hand bag
from the table in the sitting room and walked
out of the house.
She walked a little distance from the gate and
stood by the side of the road to wait for a cab.
Her decision not to drive to the company was
based on her plan to present herself as a
student. She already prepared a forged identity
card for herself and was going to the Company
to present herself as a student in the
department of pharmacy of the University of
Lagos.
She didn't stay on the road for long before a
cab stopped by and she got in. She negotiated
with the driver who didn't waste time as he
kicked off the fifty minutes journey
immediately.
The supposed fifty minutes journey was turned
to an eighty minutes journey because of the
traffic jam on the Lagos road. Tarasha wasn't
bored all through as she asked the driver
several questions along the way, the driver also
coperated well; providing answers and even
expatiating further than he was being asked.
Tarasha waved at the driver after he dropped
her right in front of the pharmacy; he waved
back at her happily and drove off. She brought
out the ID card from her bag and straightened
her suit before she faced the company and
walked towards the gate.
The guards at the gate didn't disturb her at all,
they clearly saw the ID card hung around her
neck and believed she was one of the students
on Industrial attachment. She greeted them
pleasantly and walked to the main building
where she saw the receptionist.
'Good morning ma' she greeted with a bright
smile.
'Good morning, how may I help you?' the slim
receptionist replied.
'I've come to make some enquiries about health
conference organized by the pharmacy'
'Which one?' She asked without paying much
attention.
'The one coming up on the thirtieth of
November, with Ken Benson and Lee Yung Cho
as guest speakers'
'Okay, what do you want to know about it?'
'I would like to see Dr Daniel Umaru, I need to
ask him something'
'Huh?' The receptionist looked at Tarasha's
face, surprised. 'What do you want to see him
for?'
'I have some questions and suggestions for him'
'Sorry dear, I don't think he's got that time' she
said and placed a small piece of paper
containing a web address on the shelf. 'That's
our website address, log on to get any
information you need about the conference and
send your enquires to the email provided there'
'I need to see him personally, I've already sent a
mail to the email address already but it's
important I see him'
'What? He doesn't have time for you, he's a very
busy man' the receptionist said with an angry
look on her face.
'But I know he goes around to supervise every
Thursdays and Fridays, he may be able to spare
some time for me today' Tarasha persisted.
'Please don't let me force you to leave, go and
wait for a reply to your email'
'No, you can't force me out' Tarasha raised her
voice, attracting several people who were
around.
'What's happening here ?' A short man in a lab
coat approached them.
'She says she wants to see Dr Daniel Umaru' the
receptionist answered him.
'Huh? Is that true young Lady?' He asked,
turning to Tarasha.
'Yes sir' she answered calmly. 'I really need to
see him'
'Come' he said after giving her a searching look,
motioning her with his head to follow him. 'Who
do you say you want to see and where are you
from?'
'I'm Samantha Osman sir; a pharmacy student
at the University of Lagos. I want to see Dr
Daniel Umaru ' Tarasha replied politely
'Okay' He replied, taking a look at the ID card.
'What do you want to see him for?'
'It's about the conference coming up soon'
'What about it?'
'Hum, I found out that he is the chairman of the
organizing committee and I want to ask him
some questions and show him some of my
personal research work as a medical student'
'He's a very busy man, so I don't think he would
have time to attend to you. You can visit our
website and send your enquiries there ; you can
even share your ideas with us there'
'I know sir, I already sent my enquires there but
I still need to see him personally' Tarasha
insisted.
'Hmmm well…' The Doctor took another look at
Tarasha, as his attempts to wave her off didn't
work. 'I'm also part of the planning committee
but I can't attend to you now. You'll have to
come back tomorrow, is that okay?'
'Oh! Thank you sir' Her face radiated happiness
as she thanked him. 'What time do I come?'
'Hmmm, let's make it…' the Doctor paused to
think for a while. '11am should be okay; I can
go through whatever you have and give you a
response'
'Thank you sir, How do I get to you when I
return tomorrow?'
'Just ask of Dr Hammed Sheriff' he answered,
showing her his name tag on the lab coat. 'And
make sure that it is something that really
worths my time, I won't be happy if your
research isn't something reasonable'
'I promise you it would be worth your time'
Tarasha assured with a smile.
'See you tomorrow then' the Doctor concluded
and walked away, leaving her behind.
Tarasha glanced at the receptionist who kept an
eye on them all through. The receptionist looked
away immediately their eyes met and fixed her
gaze on the book on her table.
Tarasha walked up to her stand and placed her
two hands on the table, smiling.
'What do you … ?' She almost shouted, but
stopped on seeing the annoying smile on
Tarasha's face.
'I just came to apologize, I'll see you tomorrow'
Tarasha turned and walked out of the building.
She removed the ID card hung around her neck
immediately she got out of the gate and threw it
into her bag. She brought out her phone and
dialled Chief Gab's mobile number.
'Hello Chief'
'Hi Tarasha' came the reply
'I called to tell you that I'll br moving into that
house by 7am tomorrow morning, so get
everything prepared before then'
'I'm on it, I already ordered for the lab
equipments and paid the officials who are going
to set it up. The equipments would arrive this
evening'
'Good one Chief, that's very good of you'
'Thank you Tarasha, but it costs me so much to
do this especially because it is needed urgently'
'I'm sorry about that Chief, but you should know
that this job requires urgency expenditures
always' Tarasha replied with no note of pity in
her voice.
'Alright, I'm in the house now but I'll be leaving
for my office soon. Where are you? Maybe you
can come around to inspect the arrangements'
'That won't be really necessary, I would still
rearrange the place myself'
'Okay'
'Yea, and there's one more thing left'
'What's that?'
'I need another person who can cook very well'
'That's no problem, I already made preparations'
'Thank you' she ended the call and walked up
the road to board a cab.
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**6pm, same day**
Chief Gab and his friend, Chief Nonso laughed
heartily at the back seat of the Lexus 2026
model jeep as they cracked jokes about the
day's job. They looked very happy and the
source of their happiness could only be traced
to the several millions they made from their just
concluded illegal business.
The bodyguard and driver occasionally looked at
the front mirror and smiled to themselves as
they watched the two elderly men play like like
kids.
'Don hasn't seen anything yet, he doesn't know
that this girl is a fresh one from Russia, he has
been here for long' Chief Gab joked.
'Don't mind him, he even asked for Tarasha to
work with him' Chief Nonso added. 'I asked him
to screen the two guys very well before he
brought them'
'Sure, they have to be fit enough to work with
Tarasha, I don't want any mistakes in the job'
Chief Gab said as he looked back at the car
coming behind them. That was his own car
which conveyed two of his thugs and the two
men sent to them by Don to work with Tarasha.
He brought out a device and punched a button
on it as they got to the house. The gate opened
up and they drove in.
'Here is the place I prepared for Tarasha' Chief
Gab stated, adjusting his Agbada as he came
out of the car.
'This place is big o, is she planning to bring in
her husband and children?' Chief Nonso
commented playfully.
'Hehe' Gab chuckled, 'I don't know for her , let's
just provide everything she needs'
The four guys in the other car walked up to the
Chiefs and stood by the side, waiting for
instructions to be given.
'Come here' Chief Nonso ordered the new guys
who walked closer. 'Tarasha would move in here
tomorrow morning by 7am, you guys should be
ready to work with her'
'No problem Chief' the guys smiled at
themselves, their faces beamed with
confidence.
'The cook will join you here before 7.30, she
went to get some foodstuffs' Chief Gab added.
'Don't allow anybody else in except the cook
and be very careful with Tarasha'
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