Tiit For Tat - S01 E40

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Tiit For Tat - S01 E40

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 40

Captured!!!

{Third Person Narration }

~~3.00 p.m~~

“I’ve learned that life isn’t so trivial, it’s quite gorgeous and simplistic. We are bombarded constantly with what to think and feel instead of trusting what really is.”~Jeremy Divinity

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Cassandra’s working time was not over yet but she had a head ache and asked permission to go home.

She was granted the permission and she got ready to depart. The day had been hectic because a lot of patients came to the hospital,

some for check up, some for emergencies, and the rest for came

for general sickness.

About three weeks ago, She broke up with Morrison, the California based guy his father imposed on her.

He could be the CEO of an advert film based in California or the whole world, Cassandra didn’t care because she knew from the onset that It won’t work.

In addition to the fact that they were not naturally compatible, Morrison was a womanizer and extremely possessive. She simply couldn’t be with him.

Off course her father Benjamin was highly annoyed with her for not following his desire to marry Morrison. She humbly told him she was old enough to take certain decisions for herself so he should humbly respect her decision.

Mike was the most gentle and hardworking man she had ever met.

She tried his number one more time but still, it didn’t went through.

Soon she was on her way home. Everything looked perfect and peaceful until he spotted a black car in her Rear view mirror.

She noticed it was following her since she drove off from the hospital yard.

She stepped on her accelerator and the speedometer hand moved clockwise to 200 kph.

In order to ascertain whether her perpetrators were actually following her, she changed her direction.

The pursuing car also changed its direction and zoomed on her car.

They were getting closer to her. Once again, she turned to the junction ahead and saw a wide gap between her car and the criminals. They were still following her.

At the moment she knew she needed all the speed in the world to move away from her pursuers who were zooming faster and faster on her car. She heard my pursuers’ steps getting closer and closer. She negotiated another curve.

As if by miracle, her pursuers’ car wasn’t behind her again.

“I think they lost me, thank God, ” she said.

Cassandra didn’t go home directly. She galavanted for many hours, parked her car in a secure location, took a Taxi cab and told the driver her location.

It was late in the evening. Dark

ness was spreading its thick blanket on the city of lagos signalling the reign of gloom and darkness.

Night was falling. The moon was conspicuously hidden behind a wall of clouds.

Cassandra’s cab began making her way to her new apartment through the winding, cobbled streets of Lagos.

Most of the city’s natural beauty was lost, hidden under the thick canvas of darkness.

The Taxi drove in the Obscurity, been aided by its headlight. The tall buildings crowded close to both the streets and each other, obscured the sad night.

The streetlights which were powered by solar gave illumination to the streets, driving away the circle of darkness along the lane.

Cassandra got down from the taxi and glanced quickly round the vicinity before hurriedly entering her room. She had her bath and ate her food.

Glancing at her wall clock, she realised it was half past six.

She moved towards her bedroom when sounds of footstep echoed on her compound.

Those steps were not familiar. She panicked, having realised the

danger she was in some few mimutes ago still lurk in the dark.

She searched in her room for a weapon to defend herself and

found a metal rod, a leftover from the one which was used for her windows.

She remembered the sophisticated apartment she once had. Because she had refused to marry Morrison , the California based guy, her father had ousted her from her sophisticated apartment.

The footstep were getting closer. Her breath changed from normal to higher. She hide behind her door to hit the intruders when they entered the room but to her disappointment he rather change direction.

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She moved towards the window and peeped through it. She saw three men, one holding a gun. They were stationing themselves around the compound of the house.

The guy holding the gun started moving towards the door.He moved closer and closer to the door.

Then he raised the gun and pointed it towards the door.

The scariest thing in life is when you’ve seen your are about to die and you can’t do anything about it.

She lied down and began crawling towards the backdoor. She slowly open the backdoor and see the back of a tall muscle man in a mask entering.

She knew she must act fast. She encourage herself and tiptoed quickly towards the man who was looking at the other side.

She walk faster as far as her legs could carry her and hit his head with the metalic rod but it seem he was resistance to pain.

She raised the metal to hit him again but he grab the metal in the air with his left arm. She left with no other option than to fight him.

He raise his right hand to hit her but Cassandra was quick enough to throw a punch on his nose.

Blood oozed from his nose and head due to the simultaneous impact of the rod and the punch. He stammered…trying to scream but his throat failed him and he fell to the ground.

With the thug out stone cold, Cassandra moved towards the gate with astonishing speed. She needn’t to get out real fast and possibly go to one of her friends to hide. Mary? Mirabelle?Gina?

“Stop right there before I pull the trigger” a deep voice said while pointing a gun at her. She froze because she knew the game was over.

She turned to face the gangsters with her hands up. The man had a familiar face. He was the same gangster who threatened her at St.Paul Missionary hospital with a gun.!!

She wondered how they knew her new place. A swing of Jackson’s hand landed on her check with a thud. The spot was swollen instantly.

You nearly spoil my plan. Do you know how much I paid on your head?

Cassandra didn’t fully understand what Jackson was trying to say.

“Paid on my head? To who?” She asked herself in her mind.

Her hands were soon tied behind her back and she was blindfolded.

One of the gangsters threw her into the boot of a car. The engine soon came to life revving. The headlight cut through the mysterious night. As the thugs sped off, She knew her fate was sealed.

***

Will Cassandra be tortured or raped mercilessly?

Why did they catch her?

What is happening to Rosaline?