Star Wars - Side Trip by Timothy Zahn & Michael A. Stackpole

Author:Timothy Zahn & Michael A. Stackpole [Zahn, Timothy & Stackpole, Michael A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 1997-02-02T03:41:56+00:00

Trell nodded. “Thanks.”

Corran frowned at his father, then pointed at Trell. “And, listen, don’t put that cargo back on your ship. You don’t want to be shipping spice around.”

Trell shivered and Corran took that to be an eloquent answer to his caution.

“Ready, Dad?”

“All set.”

Corran smiled and ran backward at the door. He leaped up and hit it smack in the middle with his back. The door exploded into fragments around him, spraying large chunks of wood into the narrow corridor outside the makeshift prison. Corran crashed down amid it all, yelping involuntarily instead of letting forth with a great oof as he had planned. No jagged edges, but the debris sure is lumpy.

Hal’s voice flooded through the dying echoes of the door’s crisp crack. “Keep that Tunroth away from me!”

With his eyes nearly shut, Corran saw Somms come flying down the stairs to the landing. The man kept his back to the stone wall as he crept toward the cell, then he brandished the blaster carbine and prepared to rush into the cell. To do that he prepared to pivot on his right foot, fill the doorway, then go in.

As Somms’ left foot came around in the pivot move, Corran caught it in his left hand. Letting Somms’ momentum pull him up into a sitting position, Corran brought his metal truncheon down on the top of the man’s pelvis. Somms started to cry out, more in surprise than pain it seemed, when Hal appeared in the doorway and clipped him with a fist in the head.

Somms collapsed to the floor and did not move.

Corran frowned at his father. “Why cut the club if you aren’t going to use it?”

“Didn’t need it.” Hal snaked the blaster carbine from beneath Somms, flicked the selector lever over to stun, and pumped a blue bolt into him. The Black Sunner twitched once, then lay gently still. “I expect he’ll still feel the blow you dealt him when he wakes up.”

“We can but hope.” Corran rolled him over and unfastened his blaster belt. Donning it himself, Corran pulled the blaster from it and checked the power pack. He glanced up at his father. “You going to leave that set on stun?”

“I haven’t noticed that killshots fly any more true than stunbolts.”

“True, but there’s just so many more forms to fill out when we bring them back alive.”

“Don’t even joke about that, Corran.” His father gave him a reproving glance that made Corran feel about as big as a hologame piece. “Set it on stun and you won’t regret accidentally hitting a friend.”

“Yes, sir.” Corran flicked the pistol’s selector lever to stun and stood up. He waved his father toward the door. “Time to get Thyne. Age before beauty.”

“Brains before impudence.” Hal tossed a quick salute to Haber Trell and Rathe. “Luck to you, but keep your heads down and get out of here fast. If Thyne doesn’t react well to our refusing his hospitality, you don’t want to be in the blast radius.”

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