Chapter Fifteen

"I got it!" Anakin crowed. He tweaked the last screw to the energy- binder plate. "We're set."


"Whew," Doby said, pushing his goggles to the top of his head. Two round circles of grime circled his eyes. "I was getting worried."


"Maybe I should give the computer system another check," Anakin wondered.


"I did it," Deland said. "You've done enough, Anakin. I actually think we're ready." He patted the Pod-racer with his good hand. His other arm was encased in a rigid bandage from elbow to fingers.


Anakin jumped off the scaffold he'd used to work on the turbines. "I know I am."


Suddenly, his smile dimmed. He spied Ferus and Tru threading their way toward him through a sea of pit droids and mechanics and pilots, the usual frenzy of a pit hangar before a race.


My Master sent them. He doesn't trust me. The thought seared Anakin's mind before rationality set in. It would be helpful to have backup, he told himself, trying to be logical. There was nothing wrong with that. He dodged a lubricant hose and went forward to meet them.


Tru's head swiveled, taking in the excitement. "Strange, if you think about it," he said to Anakin. Anakin wiped his hands on a rag. "What?"


"That Podraces are so dangerous, but nobody looks scared," he said.


"There are beings who equate danger with pleasure," Ferus said, his eyes dark with disapproval. "It is a mistake easily made for those who do not think deeply." He gave Anakin a cool look.


"Well, there's such a thing as fun, Ferus," Tru said amiably. "Even you have to admit that."


"Yes," Ferus said. "But not here." His cool gaze did not falter as he studied Anakin. "I'm not clear on why you are racing, Anakin."


"It is the best way to discover how the race is fixed," Anakin said.


Ferus shifted his gaze to take in Doby and Deland and the Podracer, then scanned the rest of the hangar. "I see. Our Masters have told us that it is possible that advance knowledge of the track will be sent to one Pod- racer's nav computer seconds before it is given to the rest. Do you know which Podracer that is?"


"Hekula," Anakin said. "The Dug. The third Podracer down on the left."


"You know this for sure?"


"It is a guess," Anakin admitted. "Based on my knowledge of him."


Ferus turned back. "And that is all?"


"Sebulba, his father, proposed the new rule," Anakin said. "Sebulba never proposes anything unless he knows he can profit by it."


"Do you know when and how the information will be transmitted to the nav computers?"


"At the start of the race, and then at three-minute intervals," Anakin said.


"So how do you propose to beat him?" Ferus asked.


"By being faster and better," Anakin answered. "I have something he doesn't have. I have the Force."


"Who is the timekeeper?" Tru asked. "Do you think he is the one who will transmit the information?"


Anakin nodded. "A race referee. The computer system is already in place. Dering has already designed the program. This person will just follow instructions."


Ferus frowned. "Isn't there any way to tell whoever is in charge of the race what is going on? Surely it would be better to simply cancel the race. Did you think of that?"


Anakin's cheeks flushed. Ferus was questioning every detail of what he had learned as though he were a Jedi Master and Anakin was his Padawan.


"I'm sure Anakin thought of it," Tru said. "But we can't be sure who knows that the program is a cheat. Whoever it is could alter it with a keystroke and we'd never know who was behind it, or why."


"Maybe there is still some way to find out," Ferus said. "Tru and I will investigate." He glanced at the Pod-racer. "You can go back to your energy-binder plate."


Tru hung back as Ferus walked off. "He's just being careful," he told Anakin.


Anakin's teeth gritted. "Is that what you call it?" "You'll understand him one day," Tru said. "After you become friends."


"I will never be friends with Ferus Olin," Anakin answered savagely.


Tru studied him for a moment. "I feel… some darkness from you, Anakin. Your enemy is here. But Sebulba cannot hurt you anymore. Remember, Jedi do not have enemies."


"I just want to win," Anakin said.


"You mean you want to prevent injury and ensure fairness," Tru corrected.


Anakin nodded. "That too."

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