'Of course.' Qui-Gon signed off and turned to his Padawan. 'Lundi must be looking for the Lisal Holocron,' he said.
That's too easy, Obi-Wan thought. 'We need to know more. I'm going to find Lundi,' the Padawan said. He stripped off the tunic he'd worn to blend in with the students.
'Patience, Obi-Wan,' Qui-Gon reprimanded quietly. 'It will take time for things to unfold.'
Obi-Wan knew his Master was right. But frustration was welling up inside of him. He kicked at the pile of uniforms at his feet until he saw one that looked about his size. After holding it against his shoulders, he pulled it on. It fit well enough.
'We will not discover anything tonight,' Qui-Gon said. 'We must give Lundi time to relax, to let down his guard. Lisal is a two-day journey. We have time.' Qui-Gon arranged himself on one of the cleaner laundry piles and prepared to sleep.
Obi-Wan sighed and did the same. Qui-Gon was right, he supposed. But for him, waiting was often the hardest part of a mission. It made him anxious. And when he was anxious he could not easily sleep.
Obi-Wan awoke suddenly. Something was not right. Sitting up quickly, he reached out to the Force to try and find the source of the danger he felt. When he was sure that there was no one in the laundry facility besides himself and his Master, he removed his hand from his saber hilt.
Beside him, Qui-Gon breathed steadily, either asleep or deep in meditation. Whatever had disturbed Obi- Wan did not seem to be upsetting his Master.
Obi-Wan lay back and closed his eyes to try and recapture an image of what had frightened him. Had it been a dream? A presence? Just a feeling?
Pyramid-shaped Holocrons floated in his mind. Certainly it was disturbing to think that such potent capsules were at large in the galaxy.
But he did not think that was what had awakened him.
The Holocrons faded and another image grew. A figure. Obi-Wan allowed his fear to grow with the image. Then he relaxed and let the fear go, focusing on the figure. But no matter how he tried, he could not see a face. The visage remained in shadow and a feeling became clear — the feeling that someone had discovered them.
When Obi-Wan surfaced from his meditation, he saw that Qui-Gon was awake and had been aware of his agitation. 'It is a warning,' Qui-Gon said after Obi-Wan told him about it. 'We must proceed with extra caution and find out where we are headed. Quickly.'
Obi-Wan laughed when Qui-Gon emerged in the corridor wearing a mechanic's uniform. The pants stopped close to the top of his boots, and the sleeves were rolled up in an effort to disguise the fact that they were at least ten centimeters too short. But Obi-Wan had to admit that nobody would recognize Qui-Gon as a Jedi Master.
'You don't look any better,' Qui-Gon chided his apprentice.
Obi-Wan knew it was true. Wearing the soiled uniform he had pulled from the pile the night before, he even smelled like a grubby mechanic.
'I think Lundi must have arranged for a private room. Let's separate and search the ship. We need to find him or his quarters,' Qui-Gon said, getting down to business. 'Do not let the captain see you.'
Obi-Wan nodded and moved quietly down the corridor, away from Qui- Gon. He tried doors and reached out with his senses. Lundi had such a strong presence that Obi-Wan did not think he would be hard to find.
After a few minutes Obi-Wan saw the open doors to the ship's bridge.
Pressing himself against the corridor wall, he paused and listened. The captain was at the helm, of course. But someone else was there as well.
It only took Obi-Wan a moment to realize it was Lundi. But what was he doing at the ship's controls?
Looking around, Obi-Wan quickly spotted a maintenance ladder. It led to a catwalk that trailed over the bridge and toward several hyperdrive access panels. If he pulled himself along on his stomach, and the captain and Lundi did not look up, he could get close enough to hear what they were saying. Obi-Wan climbed up.
'You don't seem to be understanding me, captain,' Lundi said in a low, menacing voice. 'I am not asking you to stop on Nolar. I am telling you.'
'And you don't seem to understand that this ship is not going to Nolar. It's going to Lisal!' the captain bellowed. He slammed a meaty fist down on the controls, sending a small piece flying.
'But I don't need to go to Lisal,' Lundi said, holding his ground.
Obi-Wan inched farther out on the catwalk until he was almost directly over Lundi and the captain.
Lundi's head moved slowly back and forth as he fiddled with something under his robe. The captain followed the Quermian's small head with his eyes.
'I will only say this once more,' Lundi said, his head still swaying.
'The equipment I need is on Nolar. You will stop on Nolar. I will make it very worth your trip.'
With a great effort the captain looked away from the Quermian's face and down at the folds of the professor's robe.
Obi-Wan could barely see something sparkle in Lundi's hands — he could have had something very valuable. Whatever it was, it seemed to change the captain's mind.
'I'll stop, but I'm not waiting,' the captain finally spat.
'You will not regret it,' Lundi growled back.
Chapter 5
