Tarasha followed with a kick to his face with her two legs and it sent Rex crashing to the floor heavily.
Tarasha stood and watched as he groaned slightly, twisting on the floor. He ran his fingers under the mask and touched his face to soothe the pain from the kick. Tarasha took a glance at the car as she remembered Henry. She was on top of the situation and was very sure that they would be on their way to the base very soon.
Rex was up in few seconds, it seemed the impact on the kick to his face had given him more strength instead of weakening him. He could see Tarasha peering at his face as he opened the mask halfway, rubbing his lips which Tarasha had kicked. He felt some liquid on his fingers and raised it to his eyes to see, the liquid was dark red.
His blood boiled in anger at the sight of his blood and his eyes shone with fury. He wiped his lips with the sleeve of his shirt and pulled down the mask to cover back the opened area. The introduction play he had with her was over and now, he was going to show her what it meant to be from the Villary Clan.
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Cole felt his head heavily pounding as he twisted and turned at the backseat of the car. His face and body was covered with sweat. He rose up to look out through the car window and stared at the passers-by who didn’t seem to notice him. It was then he remembered his encounter with Tarasha, he couldn’t remember anything that happened after she raised her gun but he knew he must have been sedated. He looked around inside the car, wondering if it was Tarasha that kept him there. If she was the one, he would have no problem staying there till she returned but then, he searched around for anything that could suggest the owner of the car and found nothing. Not that he was expecting to find anything though, he had learnt from Tarasha not to leave anything that could be used traced to you anywhere you visited and not even in your personal car.
He struggled for a minute to open the door but it was firmly locked. He had no choice than to wait till passers-by close to the car were less and broke the glass with his feet. He used the soles of his shoe to break some part of the glass edges which still remained.
He looked around again, more carefully this time before he sq££zed himself out carefully through the space. He wondered what Tarasha had brought him there to do if she was really the one who brought him. She should be going after Rex and not on this street. He began to walk away slowly from the car, searching around with his eyes to make sure he wasn’t being watched by anyone around.
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The traffic was heavier and road was totally blocked. An helicopter was hovering above the vehicle while three police vehicles surrounded it on the ground. The officers were out of their cars and pointing their guns at the car.
Dakolo moved closer to the car slowly, holding his gun firmly and fully alert. He turned round the car looking in through the windows. Two other officers joined him. There was a man laying face down at the backseat of the car, he looked lifeless with the manner at which he la!d. Dakolo opened the door of the backseat at his side while the other officer at the other side opened the door there, both pointing their guns at the man and ready for any surprises. The other officer leaned into the car and searched the body of the man, he turned the body over from his side while Dakolo helped him at the other side. Both stopped to look at the man for a moment, unsure of his state, then Dakolo leaned in again and touched the man’s neck and also placed his palm over the man’s chest.
‘He’s alive,’ Dakolo announced to the other officer as he rose out of the car. ‘Let’s put a call through to the medicals,’ he said and turned back.
‘Sir, the man’s car was snatched by the girl.’ an officer who had gone to make enquires from those around reported to Dakolo.
‘I know,’ Dakolo replied. What else could be the explanation for finding an harmless man in the car.
‘So, we lost her?’ Dakolo could hear an officer ask. The question didn’t get a vocal reply from anyone except for the brief glances those closer to the car gave.
‘Officer Tracy,’ Dakolo called on to the lady Inspector.
‘Sir,’ she answered in a firm voice.
‘You know the next instruction to give them,’ Dakolo stated as he stared at the hovering helicopter.
‘Yes sir,’ officer Tracy answered. Dakolo’s words were more than a statement but an order.
Dakolo took a glance back at the car as he walked back to his own vehicle. His phone rang as he opened the door.
‘Officer,’ he said into the phone as he answered, one of his legs already in the car while the other stood outside.
‘Inspector sir, I just made a check for the private Investigation Firm and I didn’t find any firm with their name in the records.’
‘Are you sure you conducted the search properly?’ Dakolo questioned.
‘Yes, I did and even repeated several times.’
‘Okay then, also search for the full names of that NSCC visitor to see if his name exists amongst the registered private investigators.’
‘Alright sir,’ the call ended. Dakolo entered into the car and closed the door.
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The blow that landed on her face sent her staggering backwards and almost falling. Rex was at her front before she knew it again. He pulled her by the head and intended to give her an uppercut but she twisted the hand on her head and sent him a jab in the belly. The jab seemed to have only a little effect on him as he turned back to her almost immediately. She sent him a blow but he held her fists in his hands firmly. She followed up directing another blow to his chin but he caught her by the wrist before the blow to touched his face. She tried to wriggle her hands off but his hands were strong and unmoving. He began to push her backwards, forcing the weight on her legs as she tried to resist him. She tried to send a kick with her knee but he was faster, he stopped it with his foot and then landed a kick on her chest and also released his grip on her. She staggered backwards but he followed immediately, rushing her with three blows on her face. She tried to return the blow but he caught her hand with his again and thrusted his feet onto her chest making her stagger uncontrollably backwards. He followed her, giving no time for her to recover. Another kick dug into her belly and she landed painfully on the floor with her butt and muffled in a groan.
Rex followed her. He dragged her up with the head and dealt her blows on her face and chest. She stopped one of the blows and sent one which was delivered close to his eyes, she tried to send another but he swerved and caught her by the upper arm. He pulled her by the arm and turned to her back as he delivered a kick to her butt, making her fall forward and land on one palm. He paused for a moment as he heard her give a scream.
He watched as she tried to recover while he took some casual steps, stretching his arms and legs to continue the fight. He pulled up his mask partially again and rubbed his lips while she was still trying to get up.
Tarasha got up to her feet feeling pains all over. She tried to stretch her arms and legs but the pains at the upper part didn’t get any lesser. It was coming from behind and having it’s effect all over her shoulders. The incompletely healed bullet wound at her back was beginning to open up . She stretched her shoulders and tried to ignore the pain as she watch him cover his face again.
They drew closer to each other slowly, each one watchful of the other’s steps. Tarasha sent a kick to him first but he bent low, making her leg hover past his head. She responded with a kick from the other leg as he rose up even before the first leg touched the ground. The kick was directed to his head but it met with with the bone between his wrist and elbow. He moved back a little and she rushed him with a blow in the belly. She didn’t miss his belly but Rex gripped her by the upper arm again. She tried to make him release her as she sent blows with the other hand to the side of his belly but he held her firmly and twisted her arm backwards.
She screamed as she felt excruciating pains all over but Rex grabbed the other arm and pulled both to their opposite sides, making the pain more unbearable. She screamed louder.
The torture continued.
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