TARASHA CHAPTER 11 part seven

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Benny walked into the restroom unsuspicious of the fact that he was being followed. The restroom for males had two toilet compartments, two urinals and a bathroom, making it different from the ladies' which had four compartments for toilets, a bathroom compartment and a dressing part.

Two other guys were in the restroom when Benny walked in. Another man followed him and walked straight to the faucet. Benny entered into the toilet and closed the short door. He began to think of how best to disguise as a blind man. He needed a walking stick to add more effect to his eyeglass.

After some seconds, Benny felt he was alone in the restroom. He decided to move out and use the mirror in the main room. As he stepped out, he saw a shadow move away from the main entrance door. He paused to think, staring intently at the door. He took some more steps and he saw the shadow move further. He was sure that the person wasn't aware that his shadow had announced him. Benny walked back into the toilet compartment and pretended as if nothing had happened. He sat on the WC after taking out his Bluetooth earphone, he punched some buttons on it before attaching  it to his ear.

'Hello boss, I'm being followed by someone'

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Tarasha pulled out the band holding her hair as she walked into the restroom, making it fly freely. Luckily for her, the only woman who was using the toilet left as she entered. She locked the door behind after the lady left and moved closer to the other end of the wall. She took out a nose mask from her purse and put it on.

She ran her hand into her hair, searching for something. She then picked out two hair pins carefully one after the other and placed them on the the floor.

She put down her purse and opened it widely. Various makeup kits and  an hair brush were the major contents of the purse. She took out a lipstick and took off the cap. She rolled out the lipstick bullet but instead of rubbing it on her lips, she took one of the hairpins and inserted a part of it into the bullet.

The lipstick bullet which looked rigid solid before began to melt, evolving a deep blue smoke and a pungent smell.

Her Bluetooth device beeped and she paused to listen.

'Did you see the person's face?' She took off her nose mask and asked in response to the caller's first statement.

'Is the person aware that you know?' She asked another question after getting the first reply but a loud knock sounded on the door, preventing her from hearing the response.

'Is the person aware that you know?' She asked, pressing a finger against the Bluetooth deviceto make the voice louder but the line was disconnected.

Heavy knocks continued landing on the door, Tarasha briefly looked up and returned to her work hurriedly, she wore back the nose mask. She removed the first hairpin and carefully placed it on the powder box.
The knock paused as she repeated the same process for the second hairpin with another lipstick. She then tied the hairpins with a tiny rubber bands each to differentiate the parts that was inserted into the solution.

She picked the two pins and wrapped them in a tissue paper. She rolled up her gown and inserted the pins into an inner pocket.

The knock came again, this time more violently. Tarasha stared at the door, straightening up her dress. She couldnt open the door now, she needed about thirty seconds more for the smoke and smell to vanish completely.

She took off the nose mask after opening the windows, she arranged back into her purse the contents. Then, she straightened her hair and held it back together with the band. After that she quickly cleaned the floor with the mop she found by the side of the wall.

The knock was continuous but Tarasha wasn't looking bothered, she walked into one of the toilet compartments and pushed the flush button on the water closet, to make it sound as if she just finished using the toilet. After that, she motioned towards the door to open it. The knocking seized as the person knocking could hear footsteps approaching.

She turned the knob and the door gave way. She wasn't expecting who she saw at the door.

... To be continued