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pulled up his file, I discovered that about eight weeks ago he himself asked
for a transfer to that particular post."
Luke and Mara exchanged looks. "Now, that is interesting," Mara said.
"Eight weeks, you say?"
"Yes," Karrde said. "I don't know if it means anything, but that was just
about the time my researchers finished pulling together the material I'd asked
for on Nirauan, Thrawn, and associated topics."
"Sounds like our boy Jinzler may have a certificate in creative
eavesdropping, too," Mara said. "I presume we have someone digging up
everything we can on him?"
"We do," Karrde said. "Unfortunately, it's going to take time. In the
meantime, Admiral Parck has apparently sent you a message important enough for
Jinzler to consider worth stealing. The question is what exactly we do about
it."
"I don't see that we have any choice," Luke said. "Until we know what the
message says, we can't even begin to guess what Jinzler might want with it."
He shrugged. "So I guess we're off to Nirauan."
Beside him, Mara stirred in her chair, and he sensed her sudden tension.
But she remained silent. "I was afraid you'd say that," Karrde said heavily.
"Given all I don't know about your last trip there, I do know that you were
chased out of the system. True?"
"Not exactly chased out," Luke said. "On the other hand, I'll admit I've
never felt we'd be especially welcome if we went back. But the situation's
changed. If Parck has a message for us, I assume he'll at least wait until
he's delivered it before he tries to shoot us out of the sky."
"Not funny," Mara muttered.
"Sorry," Luke apologized. "I'm open to other suggestions."
"Why can't you just signal him from here?" Karrde asked. "Between the
Venture and the HoloNet, we should be able to boost a signal that far."
Luke shook his head. "No. He sent the signal through your station, not
the regular HoloNet. And he addressed it to me, not the Senate or anyone else
on Coruscant. That implies it's something he doesn't want leaking out."
"A little late for that," Karrde murmured.
"Even so, we can't risk running any of this through regular
communications channels," Luke said. "And under the circumstances, we'd better
not trust your network with it, either. Jinzler may have left friends behind
in case of follow-up messages."
"I suppose that makes sense," Karrde said reluctantly. "Mara? Thoughts or
comments?"
"Only that if we're going, we'd better do it," she said, her voice under
careful control. "Thanks for the heads-up."
"Under the circumstances, it seemed the least I could do," Karrde said.
"It also occurred to me that if you went, you might prefer to use that alien
ship you brought back from there. I've sent Shada and Wild Karrde to go pick
it up."
"A nice thought," Luke said. "But I don't think we've got time to wait
for it."
"Definitely not," Mara agreed. "Thanks anyway. How many people have you
told about that ship, by the way?"
"Just Shada," Karrde said. "No one else."