Obi-Wan sidestepped the question of where he had found it. He slipped the datapad back into his pocket. 'I'm afraid I can't return it just yet. I must confess that I took a look at your files, Bog.'
Bog looked disconcerted. 'Well, I see. I suppose that is all right. I have no secrets.'
Obi-Wan was puzzled. Bog did not seem guilty or worried. 'I accessed the file referring to the work you've done for the Senators.'
'Yes, I arranged special seating for them,' Bog said, nodding. 'Is there a problem with some of the skyboxes?' He looked puzzled. 'I didn't know Jedi cared about such things.'
'We don't,' Obi-Wan said quietly. 'But you did not arrange skyboxes for the Senators. You placed bets for them on events in which the outcome is assured. This is not only illegal, but it has the potential to spark conflict among the member worlds.'
'Obi-Wan, I don't know what you're talking about,' Bog interrupted, shaking his head. 'The Games are fixed? Senators betting? I can't believe that. All I did was place orders for special seating. You must be mistaken.
' Obi-Wan studied Bog as the crowd around them roared at a player's score. 'If you are not involved, you are being used. Where did you get the instructions on how to proceed? How did you know which Senators to find seating for?'
'Liviani gave me the list of Senators,' Bog said. 'That is standard.
The head of the Games Council always gets a list of important beings throughout the galaxy to accord special favors to. I used the Council funds to pay the Ruling Power for the skyboxes. You see, the Ruling Power makes the seating available. They have all the stadium plans. Arranging seating may seem trivial, but it's a very important task.'
'So who did you contact to arrange the skyboxes?'
'As it turned out, I didn't have to contact anyone. He came to me. An odd four-eyed creature. His name was Boosa… no, that's not it. Beesa…'
'Besum?'
'That's it.' Bog nodded as the crowd jeered a questionable play. 'I transferred the credits and ordered the seating from Boosa… ah, Besum, and he handed me the receipts.'
'Do you have them?'
'No. I placed them in the welcome packs for the Senators.' At last the seriousness of the matter began to penetrate Bog's self-absorption. 'I only followed protocol,' he said nervously.
Obi-Wan frowned. Why would the Senators want receipts to be placed in their welcome packets? Anyone could see them. He would think they would go to great lengths to hide the fact that they were betting on the Games.
Could it be that the Senators themselves don't know about this?
Could it be that the Ruling Power has arranged this in order to disgrace them?
But why?
Bog grew restless at Obi-Wan's silence. 'I didn't place any bets! I'm sure this is a misunderstanding.'
'I'm sure it isn't,' Astri said to her husband. 'Obi-Wan knows what he's talking about.' She turned to Obi- Wan. 'Is Bog in trouble?'
Bog swallowed. 'If I am, I will face it.'
'We will face it,' Astri said, putting her hand on Bog's arm.
'Together.'
Obi-Wan saw the look that Bog gave Astri, a look of tenderness and devotion. He saw that Bog did love Astri, and his instincts told him that Bog had been used as a pawn in the scheme. No doubt whoever was behind it did not care if Bog took the fall.
Looking at the love on Astri's face for her husband, Obi-Wan decided that he would do anything in his power to make sure that did not happen. He remembered a time long ago when Astri had cut off her pretty curls, shaved her head, and learned how to shoot a blaster in order to help him track down Qui-Gon. She had not thought of herself as a brave person, but she had faced down blaster bolts and a laser whip, and had never left his side. No, he would not let anything happen to Astri.
'Bog will not be in trouble if he didn't do anything wrong,' Obi-Wan told the couple. 'I will make sure of that. Now, please excuse me.'
Obi-Wan stepped outside, leaving the sounds of the match behind him.
He quickly contacted Jocasta Nu at the Temple.
'I am sending you a list of Senators. I need to know if there is any link among them.' Obi-Wan waited for her to read the list of names. 'Does anything come to mind right now?' he asked.
'Nothing,' Jocasta Nu said. 'There are many ways Senators can be linked, Obi-Wan. Through sponsoring legislation. Committees. Subcommittees.
Special hearings. Oversight subcommittees on special hearings — '
'I get the picture,' Obi-Wan said. 'Just do the best you can, as quickly as you can. Can you also look into the Ruling Power, and see if there is some connection with those Senators?'
'Of course. I'll contact you as soon as I have information.'
Obi-Wan thanked Jocasta Nu and cut the communication. He leaned against the railing and looked out over the sprawling city. Beings streamed through the streets, and he could hear the distant roar of a crowd in the nearby stadium. If the betting were exposed, the Senators involved would be drawn into a scandal. It would not matter if they were guilty or innocent.
