Star Wars: X-wing: Isard's Revenge by Michael A. Stackpole

Author:Michael A. Stackpole
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Tags: Space warfare, Space Opera, Star Wars fiction, General, Science fiction, Fighter pilots, Fiction, Media Tie-In
ISBN: 9780553579031
Publisher: Bantam Books
Published: 1999-04-13T07:00:00+00:00

20

Mirax waited at the base of the shuttle's gangway and gave Baz Korral a warm hug. "Thank you for everything you've done for us. Getting us out of that bind, and finding me that deal on those Alderaanian statuettes.

They're exquisite. If you find more, I have a number of clients who will take them off your hands."

"I'll see what I can do to get more." Korral smiled broadly, and then looked past her. "Booster, you look more fit than ever. Running this ship must agree with you."

Mirax's father, who towered over Korral and out-massed him by being fit rather than fat, boomed a hearty laugh. His left eye, a mechanical replacement, burned red, while his brown eye reflected his joy at welcoming the shuttle to the Errant Venture. "The profit margin agrees with me, though the overhead does not. Good to see you again, Baz; and you, Iella."

He held his arms wide open for Mirax, but she poked a finger into his breastbone. "I don't think I'm talking to you, father."

Booster winced. "That formal, and that tone? What did I do?"

Mirax narrowed her brown eyes and folded her arms over her chest. "You had Baz watching us, that's what."

Her father looked confused for a moment. "But having the Verpine watch you and report on what was happening saved you from being taken away and killed."

Iella shook her head. "Booster, just leave it alone."

"No, just wait a minute there, Iella. Mirax is my daughter and I feel some responsibility for her safety."

Mirax looked at Iella. "He's following the script, isn't he?"

Booster's head came up and his eyes slitted. "Script? You two discussed how this chat would go?"

Iella nodded and tried to pull Booster away, deeper into the Imperial Star Destroyer's aft docking space. "We did, and you're following it too closely for my comfort."

He slipped his arm from her grip and posted his fists on his hips. "You have a problem with my having Baz watch you, Mirax?"

She studied her father for a moment, all tall and defiant, and felt years slip away. When she was a child he'd been her hero. He told great stories and lived large, talking to her of places she'd only visited in dreams.

After her mother died, Booster used to take Mirax with him in the Pulsar Skate on any runs that he deemed safe. When she couldn't go with him, he left her with friends-including Wedge Antilles's family prior to the death of Wedge's folks. As a child she had worshiped her father and felt safe because he had been there to take care of her and protect her.

Then Hal Horn caught up with him and Booster was sent to the spice mines of Kessel for five years. Though not yet legally an adult, Mirax took command of the Pulsar Skate and built her own business. Instead of hauling highly illegal cargoes for next-to-no profit margin, she specialized in exotics for which people paid a great deal. Her father's reputation, and a certain amount of

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