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Obi-Wan catapulted forward. He worked in tandem with Siri now, the two of them flanking the bounty hunter. This time when she furled her whip he leaped high to meet it, corkscrewing his lightsaber around and around so that the whip would tangle momentarily. He knew that Siri would take the opportunity to attack.

Blaster fire pinged next to him. It was very close. He hung in the air, holding on to the whip, every muscle straining.

She tried to twist the whip out of his grasp. Her strength was extraordinary. He felt his wrist wrench and he began to fall. The whip spiraled out, free again. He used his fall to twist one more time and surprise her with a roundhouse kick. Her second blaster flew from her hand and she let out a howl of rage.

Siri bounded forward to join him as he landed. Now they had her cornered. She restored the whip to normal mode and sent it flying high to wrap around a drainpipe nearby.

He saw that she meant to escape. She never stayed if she felt she was losing. She pulled herself up and over Obi-Wan and Siri, using the whip to propel herself high above their heads. For a moment her body hung motionless in the dark night sky.

She was holding on with one hand. What was she doing with the other?

“Siri, watch out!” Obi-Wan cried, as a third blaster appeared in Ona Nobis’s hand.

At that moment, Adi charged through the door to the roof. She leaped high, slashing at the bounty hunter’s whip. She neatly sliced it in two.

A surprised look came over Ona Nobis’s tight features. She hung suspended in midair for one quick moment. Then, without the whip’s support, she tumbled over backward and fell through the inky night far, far below.





CHAPTER 21


Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Siri, and Adi stood outside the small building near the Senate on Coruscant.

“Ready?” Astri called.

“Ready,” Qui-Gon answered.

Astri flipped a switch. Halo-lights glowed, spelling out

DI I’S NEW CAF

Astri sighed. “I guess it still needs work. That’s what I get for using Fligh as an electrician.”

“At least the food is good,” Cholly said. He held up a chunk of spicy ahrisa. “This is the best I ever tasted.”

“Mmmph,” Tup agreed, his mouth full. Weez handed him a napkin.

Astri beckoned the Jedi inside and placed them at a center table. She poured tea for them.

“I don’t like having Fligh as a partner, but he promised he would go straight,” Astri said. “And he did find investors for us.”

The cup stopped halfway to Qui-Gon’s mouth. “Legitimate investors?”

“Of course!” Didi bustled forward from the bar. He had lost some weight during his illness, but had regained his rosy cheeks and merry temperament. “Fligh and I have learned our lesson.”

“I hope so,” Astri murmured. “All I know is, I’m keeping the financial records.”

“I’m sure you’ll be a great success,” Adi said, toasting her.

Astri sat down at the table with them. “Have they set the punishment for Zan Arbor and S’orn?”

Qui-Gon nodded. “They have been exiled to a prison world for the rest of their lives.”

“I can’t believe Uta S’orn was an accomplice,” Astri said, shaking her head. “Her best friend killed her son, and she still continued to do business with her!”

“Never underestimate the power of greed,” Adi said soberly. “Uta S’orn wanted to make a fortune. Jenna Zan Arbor offered her that opportunity. She was the backing behind the scientific company on Belasco.”

“Their plans nearly went awry when Zan Arbor was sidetracked by her interest in the Force,” Qui-Gon added. “The fact that her friend had a Force-sensitive son was too tempting for Zan Arbor to resist. And when Uta S’orn found out what happened, her greed overcame her anger and grief.”

“They are quite a pair,” Siri said, grimacing.

Astri got up to fix the lunch she had promised to the Jedi. Siri beckoned to Obi-Wan and drew him into a quiet corner.

“I just wanted to say I was glad to see you turn up on the roof to help me fight Ona Nobis,” she said. “I guess I thought less of you for fleeing the battle on Sorrus. I did not understand how powerful she was. She could have killed me, Obi-Wan.”

“I cannot imagine that,” Obi-Wan said. The embarrassment on Siri’s face made him want to smooth over the situation. “You are the best Padawan fighter I’ve ever seen.”

“Except for you,” Siri said. “I have fought you in Temple exercises many times, Obi-Wan. I should not have questioned your ability or your nerve. I was wrong.” The words seemed torn from her reluctantly.

“I have been wrong myself,” Obi-Wan said lightly. “As well you know.”