Tarasha 10 Good Job Boss

team members at exactly five pm. He got into

the first car, a Bently Jeep with a stout officer

who sat at the driver's seat, while the other

four officers , two males and two females got

into the Camsol.

The stout man started the car engine and

mumbled some words to James before they led

the way out of the station compound, the

Camsol followed behind.

The minister's plane was expected to arrive in

Nigeria by six pm, but it was just few minutes

after five pm when James commanded his team

to leave for the airport. Though the distance of

the airport to the station wasn't much, it only

took fifteen minutes to drive there, James like

every professional insisted on arriving the airport

and getting settled very early before the

minister arrives.

They had just gone a few distance away from

the station when James' phone rang, he

discovered that it was a call from one of his

team members who was in the other car

following them. He glanced back and couldn't

find the Camsol behind them anymore, several

cars had come in between them now.

'Where are you? Why are you guys driving

slowly?' James inquired.

'I think one of the tyres is bad sir' the officer

replied. 'I think something sharp pierced it on

the road'

'You guys should fix it and join us at the airport

as soon as possible, is that clear?' James

ordered.

'Yes sir' the reply came in a faint voice, the call

ended.

James and his partner continued to the airport

without them, they arrived at the airport not

more than ten minutes after.

Before they came out of the car, James called

back to find out where the rest of his men

were. He got a negative reply, no progress had

be made, instead more fault had been

discovered in the car.

Officer Segun's call came in when they got to

the arrival hall,at exactly thirty minutes past five

pm.

'h.e.l.lo Sege' James hailed, addressing officer

Segun by his nick.

'Good day sir' Segun voice replied cheerfully.

'We just dropped the minister home now and

we're about to leave'

'Okay, are you sure he's not going out to

anywhere else today?' James asked.

'He's going nowhere else' Segun answered with

confidence. 'He returned home early to wait for

Honorable Mensah, he was told the plane left

Ghana already'

'Okay, we're in the airport already to wait for

him'

'Ok sir, I just thought I should tell you I'm

leaving'

'It's alright, just remember the job continues

tomorrow. You should be with him whenever

he's going out officially'

'Alright sir' The call ended.

James did not hear anything from the rest of

his team members until five minutes past six

pm, the same time when the minister arrived,

the call came in before the minister came out

of the plane.

'Where are you?' James demanded angrily.

'On our way sir, we'll get to the airport in the

next three minutes' a voice responded shakily.

'You better do or you'll be sorry for yourself'

James snapped and cut the call. He was too

angry to notice the officer's shaky voice.

'Welcome sir, I'm officer James' Officer James

welcomed Mr Mensah, displaying his ID card.

'Thank you' the minister replied, flas.h.i.+ng his

teeth, the stout officer took the man's small

luggage from an airport attendant. 'Please take

me one to Honorable Nnamdi's house

immediately

'Oh yea sir, this way' James motioned the man

forward, and followed behind, directing the man

as they walked. The stout officer hurried to the

park to drive the car forward to cut short their

guest's trekking.

As they drove out through the exit gate, James

spotted the Camsol car at the entrance, trying

to sort out their entrance with the security

officials at the gate. The stout driver waved to

the driver of the other car and motioned them

to turn back and follow their car.

Officer Tunde, driver of the Camsol who was the

same person who communicated with officer

James through the phone, drove in through the

entrance first before making a u-turn to hollow

the exit.

In no time, the Camsol car was following closely

at the back of the jeep. James got a glimpse of

them through the side mirror, he felt like coming

down to discipline the juniors but had to

compose himself because of the Ghanaian

minister.

They drove into Chief Nnamdi's compound after

twenty minutes, the compound wasn't a large

one, the distance from the gate to the main

house wasn't far.

Chief Nnamdi was spotted sitting under a shade

in the compound waiting for their arrival, with

one of his guards standing beside him. He

smiled on sighting the Ghanaian minister's car

drive in, he stood up from his seat and began

walking slowly towards the park.

The Bently Jeep followed the direction to the

car park given by the guards, but the Camsol

car made a surprise movement.

The car drove violently straight to Chief

Nnamdi's direction, clearing the two guards who

stood before the man, the first gunshot from a

uniformed policewoman behind, hit Chief

Nnamdi's personal guard.

Bang! A noise divided the attention of the other

guards in the compound, before they could take

any step, another explosion hit the house

through the gate, creating an opening for the

a.s.sailants' escape and killing the armed security

men at the gate. Three more gunshots were

heard and the Camsol made a turn and sped out

unhampered through the destroyed gate.

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Cole tucked back the grenade launcher into the

bag and threw it at the back seat. He sighted

police officials rus.h.i.+ng in their vans to attacked

Minister's house, two of the police cars followed

the directions of the escaped Camsol. He

selected a rap music alb.u.m on his car's music

player before he started the car engine and

drove out of Alex street.

The plan had worked out perfectly well;

Tarasha, Benny and Aisha had left the office to

a restaurant beside the police station before

three o'clock. From there they monitored the

movement of Inspector James' team via live

transmission of the police activities to their

tablet device.

Cole had hacked into the police control room

server undetected, through a method Tarasha

taught him, transmitting the video records in the

station to Tarasha's device.

And the Camsol didn't just develop any fault, the

back tyre was deflated by Tarasha while Benny

and Aisha waited for the police officials to

come to request for a tyre change at the

mechanic workshop compound close to the

station. The four officers except the driver were

induced into deep sleep and locked inside the

mechanic's shop alongside with the mechanic

and his several apprentices. The driver of the

car was hypnotized temporarily with a pin

pierced into his arm.

Tarasha, Benny and Aisha after repairing the

car, disguised and changed into the uniforms of

the officers. The officer driving the car was

returned to his normal state after the

hypnotized pin was removed and forced to

continue driving to the airport. He was also

forced to keep reporting false information to

Inspector James.

Cole did the job of monitoring Inspector James'

movement on the road and reported live to

Tarasha, then he returned to Alex street and

waited at a reasonable distance to Minister's

house from where he launched the grenade to

the gate.

'Hey, over here' Cole shouted, motioning his

three colleagues who stood at the front of the

restaurant beside the police station, after

returning from their successful job.

Tarasha, Benny and Aisha hopped into the car,

Benny sitting in the front with Cole.

'Good job Boss' Cole praised, laughing widely as

he pointed to a beard hanging loosely on

Benny's jaw.

'D--n!' Benny removed the piece of hair and

flung it away.

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Everything had happened too fast, it seemed

like a dream to James as the police medical

team tidied up a total of nine dead bodies in the

compound.

It all happened in less than one minute, the

Jeep that conveyed him and the Ghanaian

minister was not even parked yet when he heard

the explosion and gunshot sounds. They

narrowly escaped the impact of the grenade,

the affected area was just a few metres to the

Jeep.

The Camsol car already sped out of the

compound before he could rush down from the

Jeep. The first thing he did was to ensure the

safety of Mr Mensah by taking him far into the

house.

Chief Nnamdi Okafor could by no chance

survive the gunshots, his personal bodyguard

was first taken down. Then two bullets was sent

into the minister's forehead and other one into

his chest, he died instantly.

'Officer James' An elderly policeman called

harshly. 'You were here when it all happened?'

'Yes sir' James replied in low tones, feeling

greatly agitated.

'You were not just here, the a.s.sailants came

with you' the man added as he moved closer.

'You brought them in, they were members of

your team'

'No… Sir' James stuttered.

'Nooooo?' The officer stressed, looking

suspiciously at James. 'You brought the

murderers here, you must have known about the

plan all along'

Officer James was speechless, he battled within

himself to stop tears from dropping off as he

watched the Ghanaian minister been taken into

another car which was driven out of compound

immediately.

'Are you not the one I'm talking to?' The elderly

officer snapped angrily.

'Sir, we've got the signal back and the cameras

are working perfectly well now' a junior office

distracted the elder, trotting towards them with

a tablet device in his hand.

'When did you say the signal went off again?'

the elder turned back to face the junior.

'It went off by five pm and it returned few

minutes ago' he replied, the sound of his

breathing was heard as he spoke.

'That means it was switched off during the time

of the operation?'

'Yes sir, the cameras didn't cover nor transmit

anything all through. That's why it took us time

to report the incident to the headquarters' he

explained.

'That means someone close to us must have

been involved' the man said sternly, turning

back to James, he landed a slap on his face.

'I didn't… ' James wasn't allowed to complete

his response, he was handcuffed and carried

away in the police van.