[Legacy of the Jedi] - 02(46)

Still, it was hard to concentrate on the matters at hand when PadmŞ was leaving. He had tried to contrive a way to say good-bye to her alone, but it would attract too much suspicion. They would have to bid farewell to each other in public. He hated that. She told him with her eyes that she hated it, too.

“Good-bye, Senator Amidala,” Obi-Wan said, bowing. “Have a safe journey, and may the Force be with you.”

He stood there, not moving, waiting for Anakin to say good-bye. Anakin swallowed his resentment. It wasn’t his Master’s fault that he did not give him privacy.

Anakin bowed. When he lifted his head, he told her with his gaze how much he would miss her. “Safe journey, Senator. I’m sure we’ll meet again soon.”

“I’m sure we shall.” Soon, she mouthed to him.

“Taly, you have done a great service to the galaxy,” Obi-Wan said.

“We are grateful,” Siri said.

“I hope the war ends quickly,” Taly said. “Even though it’s good for business.”

His eyes twinkled when he said it. Was he really as cynical as he appeared? Anakin didn’t think so.

Under the cover of her robes, PadmŞ placed her hand in Anakin’s, squeezed it for a moment, then dropped it. The touch was so quick that he barely had time to register it.

She had mentioned regrets. He had never had a chance to ask her what she meant. Now she was going and he didn’t know when he’d see her again.

PadmŞ walked up the ramp of the cruiser. General Solomahal could not spare a pilot so Padme would guide the ship to Coruscant, with a few clone troopers accompanying her for protection. She sat close to the windscreen so that she could see Anakin. She didn’t lift a hand or smile but she kept her gaze on his as she fired the engines. Then the silver ship lifted and streaked into the sky.

Anakin kept his eyes on it. Was this his fate, he wondered, to know that something was his, but yet never be able to truly possess it?

He heard the stamp of boots behind him, but he didn’t turn. He wanted to watch the silver ship.

“We have a problem,” General Solomahal’s voice boomed out.

Anakin turned reluctantly.

“There was a tracer imbedded in the codebreaker,” General Solomahal said.

“Helina Dow,” Siri said. “She must have put them in both prototypes.”

“So the Separtists might know it’s here on Azure,” Obi-Wan said.

“I think that’s a fair assumption,” General Solomahal said. “The reason you could not pinpoint the site of the Separatist attack was because there was not yet a target. Not then. They were waiting to see where the codebreaker would end up.” The General paused. “The target is here. The Separatist fleet is heading to Azure spaceport.”





CHAPTER 30


The Jedi rushed to the command center. Countermeasures had already been ordered. Every available ship in the Republic fleet was streaming toward Azure.

But they were hours away.

“How many battle cruisers do you have in the spaceport?” Anakin asked the general.

“Not enough,” he said grimly. “A small fleet. Here.” He called up the list on the datascreen. Anakin leaned over to study the specifications.

“Let’s divide the fleet into two divisions,” Anakin decided crisply. “Hold off the second for spaceport defense. I’ll lead the first to try to draw off some of the Separatist fleet. Our strongest chance is to keep them busy until the bulk of the Republic ships arrive. I’ll need your best pilots.”

The general blinked his heavy-lidded eyes at Anakin, as if he needed time to process that a commander was giving orders to the general in charge. Luckily, General Solomahal was a practical sort, a soldier who did not care where the best tactical ideas came from, as long as they came.

“Lieutenant Banno,” General Solomahal said, turning to a tall Bothan at his side. “Take Jedi Commander Skywalker to the fleet. He’ll be in charge.”

The lieutenant nodded. Anakin started away, but Obi-Wan put a hand on his arm. “Anakin, take care. May the Force be with you.”

Anakin nodded, but Obi-Wan could see that his mind was already moving on to the battle ahead. They could have no better air commander than Anakin for this battle.

The lieutenant and Anakin hurried off. Obi-Wan and Siri turned to the large, circular monitor in the center of the command room. The Separatist fleet was close enough now to be tracked.

Obi-Wan could see instantly by the size of the fleet that the spaceport was extremely vulnerable. Siri frowned at the monitor.

“Here,” she said, grabbing a laser pointer. “And here. That’s where they are vulnerable. If Anakin can get to the rear - “