Several of the motley passengers ahead had turned to glare at them.
This is not a typical tour group, Qui-Gon noted. The passengers on the charter seemed surlier than the average pleasure travelers to Coruscant. Jocasta Nu had warned them that members of the Sith Sects might be anyone and that they would be difficult to pick out of a crowd. Suddenly Qui-Gon wondered if they had stumbled into the middle of a sect. Why had Lisal sounded so familiar?
The captain struggled to close the ship's doors. After pushing and then pounding several buttons he ripped the control panel off and began to tug on the sparking wires inside.
'I hope the engine is in better condition,' Obi-Wan observed, gaining the Jedi a few more hard stares.
Qui-Gon wished he had had a little more time to reflect on how this mission was shaping up and what exactly he and his apprentice were getting into. It was all happening too quickly. This morning they had been asked to keep an eye on an influential professor, and now they were suddenly headed off-planet.
In the back of his mind Qui-Gon had a strange feeling that this trip wasn't what it appeared to be. He was suddenly filled with a feeling of foreboding. This could easily be a trap.
Qui-Gon stood. Perhaps there was still time to get off the vessel.
But before he could decide what to do, the captain's swearing turned to angry shouts. Someone was screaming Dr. Lundi's name and struggling to get through the partially closed door.
It only took Qui-Gon a moment to recognize the young man trying to board. It was Norval, the dark-haired student from the front row.
The captain did his best to push the intruder back out the half-open door. Several passengers crowded around. It was not clear whether they were trying to help Norval in or help the captain force him out. Then, in a shower of sparks from the control panel, the doors suddenly opened. Norval and several passengers fell into a heap on the floor.
'You'll pay triple!' the captain bellowed, pointing at Norval and splattering him and several other passengers with spittle.
'He won't be staying,' said a soft, familiar voice behind the captain. It was the professor. In the chaos Qui- Gon had not seen him appear.
'Please take me with you,' Norval begged. He grabbed the edge of Dr.
Lundi's robes. 'You need me,' he whimpered. 'Nobody knows your texts as well as I do. I've studied every word. You must show me how to use the — '
'Guards,' Lundi snapped. 'Guards, remove this boy immediately.'
Two enormous hangar guards appeared on the gangplank and pulled Norval to his feet.
'You are too old to use it on your own!' Norval continued to shriek as they pulled him out of the ship and down the ramp. 'You need me!'
Murk Lundi did not move. Even after Norval's pleas had faded and the captain had succeeded in sealing the door, he still stood staring at the durasteel hatch.
Qui-Gon seized the opportunity to leave his seat. He squeezed past the distracted passengers, pulling Obi- Wan along with him. They would not be leaving the ship. The mission was more important than he'd originally thought.
It looked as though there was a Sith Holocron and Murk Lundi was going after it.
Chapter 4
Obi-Wan tried the door even though he did not expect it to open — none of the other doors in the corridor had. So he was surprised when this one slid easily into the wall. The stale odor that billowed from the room confirmed that although the door was unlocked, it hadn't been opened in some time. The musty room would be perfect.
After motioning to his Master, Obi-Wan stepped inside to look around.
It appeared he had found an abandoned laundry room. Piles of uniforms littered the floor and stagnant water filled two large basins.
Qui-Gon wrinkled his nose when he walked in. 'Good work, Obi-Wan,' he said quietly as he closed the door. 'No one will look for us here.' Pulling his comlink from his belt, the Jedi Master contacted the Temple.
'Right to follow him, you are,' Yoda said after hearing Qui-Gon's report. 'Find the Holocron first, we must.'
And Lundi is our only clue to finding it, Obi-Wan thought.
Bant and Kit Fisto hadn't been able to give them any ideas about where the Holocron might be located. Their best option was to follow Lundi — so they could take the Holocron from him if he found it.
Qui-Gon ended his transmission. Obi-Wan could tell that he felt the same way. Unless they knew where they were going, it would be nearly impossible to get to the Holocron first.
'We need more information,' Qui-Gon muttered, reactivating his comlink. A moment later Jocasta Nu's voice echoed in the small room.
'There have been rumors of Sith Holocrons in existence in several places across the galaxy. Lisal, Korriban, Kodai, Doli. Most of the claims have been investigated by Jedi teams, but nothing has ever been found.'
'Thank you, Jocasta,' Qui-Gon said. 'As usual you have been helpful.'
'I'm always here to assist with information. Feel free to contact me should you need anything else,' Jocasta replied.
