Star Wars Battlefront II Inferno Squad by Christie Golden

Author:Christie Golden [Golden, Christie]
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Del had definitely harbored reservations about the “going undercover” aspect of the mission, but he found it easier than he had anticipated. He’d always communicated better with his hands than with words, and once they’d cleared the cover story hurdle and Staven had agreed to let Piikow show him a few things, it got much easier.

He’d never met a Chadra-Fan before. Although he had grown up on Coruscant, which was home to many species, he hadn’t really interacted with many nonhumans. Certainly not once he was part of the Imperial war machine. It took a little while for his ear to get accustomed to Piikow’s high voice, but once it did, he felt right at home—in a way, even more than he did with his fellow squad members. Because Piikow’s first language wasn’t chittering and cheeping—it was mechanics.

Just like Del’s.

Under the Chadra-Fan’s watchful eye, Del had been entrusted with the repair of certain vessels. So far, they were minor issues, mostly maintenance. Piikow promised him that soon they would start repair work on what he called “a very sad starfighter.”

Everything had emotional resonance for the Chadra-Fan, who had an insatiable curiosity and loved to tinker. Nothing, not an eating implement, not a bolt or screw or metal scrap or brightly colored stone, was overlooked. How he managed to find half of the things he collected was a mystery. And it was nothing short of unbelievable to watch him diligently turn these found bits and pieces into emergency replacements for certain items, new inventions, and sometimes just some kind of gizmo that whirred, blinked, and moved and did nothing but amuse. And then he’d turn to Del and grin, his lips pulling back from sharp little teeth.

When he wasn’t being supervised, Del turned all his attention to the droid and the comlink. He’d sent the droid out for various things several times already: an extra bottle of water, or a tool, or a piece of fruit. The Dreamers had gotten accustomed to it wandering about, humming a little to itself. Very soon, they’d cease to notice it as it went about its duties.

Iden, of course, was the leader, and should be the first person Del sent the droid to once he’d accomplished his goal. But Seyn was the one who appeared to be the most accepted, and therefore the most likely to be permitted some solitude. Besides, she had given him some nonverbal clues that made him feel she had discovered something significant. Iden would just have to understand.

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Seyn had been the one to advise against wearing communications devices of any sort, no matter how cutting-edge or cleverly disguised. “If this group has access to the sort of information we think they do, they may be aware of the latest technology,” she had said. “They’ll be alert, at least at first, until they trust us.”

Now Seyn was kicking herself. She had learned something very important and very disturbing when Iden had arrived on Jeosyn, and over the last couple of days she had tried, and failed, to find a way to speak with Inferno Squad’s leader.

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