Galaxy's Edge: Black Spire (Star Wars) by Delilah S. Dawson

Author:Delilah S. Dawson [Dawson, Delilah S.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Random House Worlds
Published: 2019-08-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

AT LEAST KRIKI WASN’T THE SORT to say I told you so. She just murmured, “Follow me!” and darted down an alley. Vi pulled her wrap more firmly over her face and followed. They were soon out of sight of Gol’s shop, but she could still hear his shouting. Kriki seemed to know the small spaces around the market well, and she led Vi through shops, out back doors, past garbage yards, and even through a private home with a lovely courtyard with its own sparkling blue fountain and an angry Toydarian who shook her fist and shouted, “Hey! Get out of here, you!”

Vi realized she had no idea where they were, as she’d only seen the fronts of the businesses so far and had never ventured into the less public spaces of the outpost. If it turned out that Kriki was less than scrupulous or fell more in line with her ex-boss’s morals, Vi knew the Chadra-Fan could’ve easily led her directly to the First Order for a tidy reward. And yet she knew in her heart of hearts that Kriki was a good person—she’d felt it, the moment she’d met her. So she kept following and didn’t ask any questions, just ducked or froze or ran, as she was directed.

Finally, Kriki stopped in a shadowy spot under a balcony, hidden by a rug vendor’s hanging wares.

“We’re out of range and safe here,” Kriki said. “But I guess I should’ve asked: Where are we going?”

Vi pulled up her goggles and recalled her original mental tally of errands. “Well, I guess we won’t be shopping for long-range comm equipment tonight, so that’s off the list. If circumstances were better, I’d pick up another one of these shawls from Arta in a different color, plus enough food to feed you, me, and two hungry human men. And I’d hoped for some nice-smelling soap and a brush. But I imagine Gol brought the stormtroopers running, so I can’t be seen here tonight. Guess I’ll have to stink and let my wig get tangled.”

Kriki grinned and puffed out her chest. “I can do all that. Probably get better prices than you, too. Anything I need to know about food preferences, boss?”

Vi fluffed her bangs, which were suffering under the goggles and making her forehead sweat. The afternoon had quickly gone off the rails, and now she inexplicably had an employee despite the fact that she barely had enough money to keep Archex and Dolin fed. At least she hadn’t promised Kriki pay. No one in the Resistance got paid—at least not in credits. How much did Chadra-Fan eat anyway? It couldn’t be more than the boys did.

Vi held out a handful of spira and smiled. “No real preferences, although we’re all pretty big on meat, so I wouldn’t go in for too much Ithorian Garden Loaf. Just remember that I’m cut off from the Resistance just now, and I’m short on credits, so everything we do…”

“Has to be frugal. I’m great at frugal.

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