Star Wars: Coruscant Nights III: Patterns of Force by Michael Reaves

Author:Michael Reaves
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Tags: Pavan, Vader, Space Opera, Star Wars fiction, Fiction, Science fiction, Adventure, Life on other planets, Jax (Fictitious character), Darth (Fictitious character), General, Media Tie-In
ISBN: 9780345477583
Publisher: Del Rey
Published: 2009-01-27T08:00:00+00:00

Den clung to the droid's arm, pretending vertigo, and murmured, "Balcony on the left. Second floor."

I-Five straightened slightly, "Someone just went inside."

"An Inquisitor. An Inquisitor just went inside. He was watching the street. Watching the entrance to the Mews."

I-Five put Den firmly on his feet. "Do tell."

"Don't be so frippin' sanguine about it, Five! Why are they here?"

"I could wager a guess."

Den's heart threatened to shift into reverse. "The kid? You think they're after the kid, or..."

"I think," said I-Five, turning him about and pushing him back the way they'd come, "that we need to find an alternative means of getting into Poloda Place."

The alternative means turned out to be a disguise; not for Den but for I-Five. Back down in Ploughtekal at a shop claiming the finest fabrics in the Zi-Kree Sector, the droid purchased a skinsuit that turned him into a perfectly credible Koorivar, right up to the multiliucd spiraling horn that sat atop his head. It was a large horn, bespeaking great social stature, and the robes that he purchased to go with it expanded on the impression that this was an affluent personage of much wealth and prestige.

Half an hour after their initial foray into the Mews, Den and I-Five made their way back again, the Sullustan pretending to be a property agent showing this fine citizen available habitations in the area.

They approached the entrance to Snowblind Mews, Den feeling as if eyes were last-ring into his back. He saw no Inquisitors this time as they made their way into the alley's mouth, but they kept up their charade anyway. So, despite the fact that he was sweating like a stuck ronto, Den managed to keep his voice energetic and plucky as he loudly described the features of the properties he was proud to represent.

"These conapes are roomy, comfortable, and quite chic when it comes to accoutrements. High ceilings, duracrete floors molded to look like cobbles in the food preparation area reduces slippage, you know-and sonic or steam showers. Buyer's choice."

"What about natural light?" growled I-Five in a perfect Koorivar accent. "I must have natural light."

"Then you've come to the right agent," Den enthused as they started up the dark winding way to Poloda Place. "I can get you a unit with natural light brought down all the way from the highest levels of the city."

"How is this possible?"

"Oh, the old architects knew what they were doing. The light is channeled by a series of movable mirrors." As Den babbled, having no idea if there was any truth at all in what he was claiming, he peered behind them. No one followed.

"Ah yes, of course. How many rooms?"

"As many as you need. You have a wife? Children?"

At I-Five's nod. Den said, "Well, let me just show you what's up ahead here-a marvelous place for the kiddies to play."

They picked up their pace, Den casting furtive glances over his shoulder. Still no followers.

They emerged into the plaza, and Den trotted to the center to turn in place, arms wide.

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