The individual on the other end of the secure communication
listened quietly until Shu Mai had finished. 'While I regret the loss of the industrialist Tarn Uliss, I understand the reasoning behind your actions.' Without quite knowing why, the president of the Commerce Guild felt much relieved. 'It doesn't matter. Events advance, designs move forward. We can swallow the loss.'
'The resolve of the Guild remains strong,' Shu Mai told him.
Count Dooku smiled. 'As does that of our other backers. I consider this nothing more than a temporary setback. The eventual outcome is inevitable, no matter what the irksome Jedi do. Great changes are at hand. Destiny awaits us, my friend. It comes, and soon. Those who are ready will be the ones to profit greatly.'
It was a good thought to cling to, Shu Mai mused as the transmission was terminated. Deactivating the privacy shielding, she rose and left the room.
There was much to be done.
