chapter twenty
From: Sass Sikili, negotiator of Roche
To: Boba Fett, Mand'alor
Murkhana has failed to respond. Because they have failed to respond, and we fear this will encourage others to ignore our patents, we request your support, so that the point may be made that we take our patents seriously. I would very much like to see the Bes'uliik in action; our metallurgists have been looking at ways to produce lighter beskar structures, so when you pound the Murkhana factories to dust, we will be inspired to be more inventive. This is very good for business.
JEDI TEMPLE, CORUSCANT
Luke met Jaina on the steps of the Jedi temple. He was dashing out as she was dashing in. He caught her arm and steered her back down the path.
"Where did she go, Jaina?"
"Uncle Luke, I swear I'm not covering for her. I don't know and she's not answering any of her links. Why are you worried?"
Luke held the crumpled flimsi in his fist. Gone hunting for a few days. Mara had signed out a StealthX just after midnight two days before.
He shoved the note in his pocket. The feeling of dread overwhelmed him.
"Come on," he said. "I have to go look for her. Something's wrong.
And Ben's gone, too. I've had the worst feeling, like she's walking into a trap."
Ben wasn't just missing; Luke could no longer feel him in the Force. And now he couldn't feel Mara. He'd called everyone, including Han and Leia, and he didn't kriffing care if the GAG detained him for contacting Corellian agents with a warrant out for their arrest.