Tarasha 25 I Can't Really Picture Her Face Anymore

The next day after the Governor's death, a

curfew that lasted for three days was declared

by the acting government. John Obiano

recuperated quickly and was able to speak with

Officer Dakolo the next morning. He told the

police of how Desert Reporters' representative,

Samantha Osman had interviewed him about two

weeks before the a.s.sa.s.sination and also

promised to be at the airdrome on the event day.

Other questions were also thrown to John which

he gave clear and precise answers to, not

withholding any important point from the police.

'What did the attacker look like?' Was one of the

questions Dakolo asked

'I can't really picture her face anymore but she

was nothing less of a monster' John didn't

hesitate to give answers. 'I think she painted her

face with some substances to make her

unrecognizable'

The answer of the a.s.sa.s.sin's look he gave was

no different from what the other surviving

victims gave; the surviving air attendant had also

described the a.s.sailant as a monster with

different skin colours, the minister of aviation

also gave a similar description. Only Jude had a

different description; but it was an obvious fact

that the description given by Jude was only a

detail of the disguised form of the criminal.

Dakolo was also able to fathom how she

escaped; the criminal must have switched her

uniform with the second air attendant's own.

Then she tied the dead body of the Governor and

the attendant together after which she released

their bodies from the plane and allowed them to

freely fall.

Another visit to Onne revealed more details; one

of the village's young girls was found by some

policemen after the Dakolo left on the fateful day

of the a.s.sa.s.sination. She was tied half Unclad to

a tree in the bush, an air attendant's uniform

was also found on the floor beside her. The

victim was confused as to how she got there

when asked, that was after she had been given

medical attention. The medical personnel that

treated her confirmed this; he said that there

was a sign of a tiny piercing on the lady's neck,

meaning that she was injected with an unknown

substance, most likely a sedative.

Dakolo proceeded at once to visit the Desert

Reporters' Rivers head office with some of his

men, in a bid to arrest Samantha Osman but the

management of the news media vehemently

denied having any journalist in Rivers state who

bore the name Samantha Osman. They also

denied having any interview with John, they said

he didn't honour their invitation and even showed

the police their twitter messages as a proof.

'You mean you invite people for interview using

twitter?' Dakolo had asked.

'No,we requested for his number but he refused

to share it' The manager replied him.

'But how then do you explain this ID card that

was found in the plane?' Dakolo demanded,

bringing out the card from his pocket.

The manager seemed speechless for a while as

he stared at the ID card, he looked at his own

card and all the features present on his were

present on the strange ID card also. There was

also no difference in the materials that were

used to make it, the ink used on each line were

of the same colour, the dimensions of the fonts

of each word and the card as a whole were the

same.

'We don't have any one here who bears this

name?' The manager mumbled to himself, giving

Dakolo difficulty in hearing. 'Where's the

pa.s.sport photograph on it?' He asked the

officer.

'We found it like this, the picture had been

broken' Dakolo replied.

'I believe this is fake' the man said bluntly.

'Fake? But there's no difference between it and

the one you're putting on' Dakolo retorted.

'The culprit must have produced it' the man

bounced back. 'I told you that John did not

accept our invitation, so how could we have sent

someone to interview him?'

Dakolo got up from the seat, he bent over as he

looked at the man sternly. 'If we ever find out

that you're helping a criminal, your organization

would be brought down' he threatened before

walking out with his a.s.sistant.

They returned to John Obiano to get more

answers from him but the answers they got only

spurred more questions. John had also presented

a proof of the twitter messages. He showed

them how he sent them his mobile number but

they decided to continue communicating with

him on Twitter. He also showed them how they

fixed the interview for a specific and at a

particular cafeteria.

This situation made the police invite the both

parties for questioning at the same time and that

is how they found out that they had been both

played by an internet trickster; their messages

had been interjected and changed before it got

to the receiver.

All efforts made to get help from the twitter

administration proved abortive as they insisted

that nothing of such happened on their platform.

They stood on the ground that the users of the

accounts must have sent it themselves or

revealed the pa.s.swords to the culprit

unknowingly.

Dakolo's loud ringtone interrupted his thoughts,

he took a quick glance at the vibrating phone,

the caller was the Chief superintendent of

police.

'Good morning sir' Dakolo saluted

'Good morning Inspector Dakolo' the man replied,

'how far have you gone with this Governor's

murder case?'

'Nothing new sir' Dakolo replied, he wondered

what the man was expecting him to say since

they met the day before and spoke extensively

on the matter.

'Okay, I just received information that Robin

Kahn is coming to a.s.sist in Nigeria before these

cases become rampant'

'Robin Kahn?' Dakolo was surprised, 'is that really

necessary?'

'The United Nations think it is' the

superintendent continued, 'they believe it's better

to attack these murderers quick and with full

force before it grows out of hand'

'It's just something tha…'

'Cases of the same nature has been reported in

seventeen other countries' the superintendent

put in. 'We need to attack it fast'

'Well, its okay sir'

'Yea, that means you have to prepare a report on

how far you've gone with the case; your

successes and the challenges. The man would

be here before the end of the year. That'll be all

for now' the superintendent concluded and cut

the call.

Agent Robin Kahn was a special ant.i.terror agent

who had helped his country in solving several top

rated a.s.sa.s.sinations and also in preventing these

attacks. He also led a delegation to a help a

certain African country solve the murder case of

their President and they nabbed the criminals in

just two weeks.

Dakolo wondered if it was really necessary for

Robin Kahn to come help in Nigeria, the Nigerian

officers were on the top of their games already.

He believed that the US did not send the man for

their love for Nigeria but they sent the man

because they also had the same cases in their

country. Or why wouldn't you remove the dirt in

your eyes first before you help another person do

it? Dakolo was sure that the man was only

coming to study the correlation between the

cases in his country and Nigeria so that it could

help his own country overcome.