Thrawn_Alliances_Star Wars by Timothy Zahn

Author:Timothy Zahn [Zahn, Timothy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction, Fantasy
ISBN: 9780525480488
Google: JeU1swEACAAJ
Amazon: B07692QXW3
Barnesnoble: B07692QXW3
Goodreads: 36385830
Publisher: Del Rey
Published: 2018-07-15T05:00:00+00:00

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“You’ve got to be joking,” Anakin protested as he stood in the doorway of his new home. The door, a swing-up panel that was stretched out like a canopy above him, was a slab of transparisteel attached to the upper cell wall by a pair of hinges the size of his forearm. Aside from two horizontal thirty-centimeter-long slits, the door was completely solid. The cell itself, four meters square and three meters high, was made of plain white permacrete slabs.

To Anakin’s right, Thrawn had already been ushered into his own cell, and out of the corner of his eye Anakin watched as one of the B1s the Serennian had picked up along the way swung the door down into place across the opening and slid a pair of tapered dowel pins through the fasteners at either side of the bottom edge. Across the corridor, R2-D2 was standing nervously beside the Serennian, with the two B2s flanking them. One of the B2s held the prisoners’ comms and weapons, including the small hold-out blaster in Thrawn’s boot that the Chiss had somehow forgotten to mention. “What if he comes after us?” Anakin asked again. “You’re only guessing he wanted us to throw him off.”

“I don’t guess, thief,” the Serennian said, finally putting away his comm. He’d been on it since they all fled from the courtyard, jabbering orders to someone to drag the techs out of bed and put them to work. What the techs were supposed to do, Anakin hadn’t been able to figure out from the one-sided conversation. “He wanted to get here, and this was the simplest way to do it.” The man lifted his blaster. “For that alone I should shoot you.”

“Your boss wouldn’t be too happy if you did that,” Anakin warned. “You still need us to get your freighter back.”

“The Larkrer?” The Serennian wrinkled his nose. “It would almost be worth it not to have to listen to your voice anymore.” He drew himself up to his full height. “And for your information, I am the boss. I am Duke Solha of the Free System of Serenno.”

Anakin snorted. “Am I supposed to be impressed?”

“You will be,” Solha promised darkly. “Trust me. Now: inside.”

Glowering, Anakin backed into the cell. The B1 reached up and took hold of one of the side hasps, pulling the door closed, then lowered the two dowel pins into their eyelets. Solha turned and strode away, pulling out his comm again. The two B2s lumbered along in front and behind, followed by a clearly reluctant R2-D2, with the two B1s at the rear.

And as R2-D2 passed, and only because Anakin was watching for it, he spotted the small drops of lubricating oil begin to slowly drip from the droid’s underside. A trail that would hopefully remain unnoticed by the Separatists and allow Anakin to track down the droid wherever Solha ultimately took him.

Assuming, of course, Anakin and Thrawn could get out of here.

The footsteps continued down the short passageway and through the outer door that led into the cell block.

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