Quickly, Swanny deactivated the glow rod. Rorq dived into a side tunnel and Swanny urged them through the opening. They pressed against the walls of the side tunnel as a speeder slowly made its way down the main tunnel. Two guards sat, blaster rifles at the ready.
“Better to avoid them,” Swanny whispered. “Decca’s crew.”
“Does she run patrols frequently?” Obi-Wan asked.
“I’d say randomly,” Swanny said. “She doesn’t have enough fuel for regular patrols, so she counts on surprise. She’s always looking to round up some of Striker’s men if she can. They capture you and ask questions later. I’d rather avoid a rifle butt on the scalp, thank you.”
They walked back into the main tunnel. “The substations are where the main computer relays used to be,” Swanny said, holding the glow rod high so that they could pick their way down the tunnel. “Most of them have been destroyed in blaster shoot-‘em-up battles. There are also docking bays for our once-gleaming fleet of transports. Decca controls most of the docking bays. And the rest of the crimelords have taken over most of the substations.”
“Where do the Mawans live?” Anakin asked.
“They took over a half-dug-out area that was supposed to be another loading bay before the Purge. They set up a kind of tent village there. We subrats serve as scouts to protect them from raids. We also ferry food, water, and other supplies.”
“For a fee,” Obi-Wan said.
Swanny nodded. “A small fee, just to cover costs. We have to pay bribes to the crimelords.”
“Who controls the power grid now?” Obi-Wan asked.
“Striker, at the moment,” Swanny said. “That could change. The main generator is in a substation down here. Striker has it guarded.”
“Can’t you switch power from the main substation to another?” Anakin asked.
Swanny shrugged. “Technically, yes. But it’s not easy. They’ll need a lot of luck to boost the system from another source. Plus there’s a relay substation that will shut the whole system down if procedure isn’t followed. Nobody wants to do that, even the crimelords. Too much risk that the entire system would never restart. They all want to control the power grid. They don’t want to destroy it.”
“What did you do before the Purge, Swanny?” Obi-Wan asked.
“I’m a water rat,” Swanny said cheerfully. “I programmed all the wastewater systems. I know every pipe down here, just about. Rorq here was on fuel transport tunnels.”
“Barely got paid a living wage to keep the surface running,” Rorq grumbled.
Swanny clapped an arm around Rorq’s shoulders. “Ah, but it was a sweet life, wasn’t it, my friend? Low life expectancy, no bonuses, the contempt of our fellow citizens - you’ve got to admit, you miss it.”
Rorq shook his head. “You’re crazy.”
“That’s why I’m happy,” Swanny said with a twisted grin. “How else do I stay sane?”
“Why are you working with us?” Obi-Wan asked curiously. “If the citizens take back Naatan, there’s every chance you could end up underground again.”
“True words,” Swanny said. “Most of the tunnel workers are hanging back. They won’t give their support. They like the power they have, even if they’re operating under a corrupt system that could get them killed at any moment. Call me crazy, but I want to live long enough to see the sun again. Naatan will be returned to the Mawans one day. I’m sure of that. If I help the right people, I’ll be rewarded.” He grinned. “Just call me a visionary with a deep interest in my own wellbeing.”
“If you like,” Obi-Wan said.
Anakin could see by the expression on Obi-Wan’s face that his Master was amused by Swanny. It never failed to surprise him when his proper Master loosened up with some sort of odd character.
“Now, where would you Jedi like to start?” Swanny asked. “Naturally, Rorq and myself would prefer to keep ourselves out of any extremely dangerous scenarios, but we’re ready for almost anything.”
“We need to observe the systems they’ve set up, how they operate,” Obi-Wan said. “I don’t want them to know the Jedi are here, not yet. It doesn’t pay to present a deal until you know what’s important to your adversary.”
Rorq looked nervous. “You mean infiltrate their hideouts?”
“Unless you can think of another way,” Obi-Wan said.
“Down, boy,” Swanny said absently to Rorq. His eyes narrowed as he thought, and he stopped walking. “We arrange temporary markets for Feeana. Set up a time and place for the Mawans to buy and trade. There’s one tonight. She’s the one who deals with us most often. Doesn’t cheat the Mawans quite as much as the others. If you keep your hoods over your faces and don’t attract attention to yourselves, you could pass for Mawans. Feeana will probably be there. She likes to keep an eye on things.”