'We're not spies,' Obi-Wan said. 'We're Jedi. We're here for diplomacy, not battles.'
'Prove it,' Feeana sneered, Only by a small expression did Obi-Wan reveal how annoyed he was at the request. He put out a hand, and Feeana's headset flew off her head and directly into his grasp.
Obi-Wan spoke crisply into the headset. 'Cancel all orders. Take a vacation.'
The gang members looked at one another. The leader of the group, who was wearing a comlink headpiece, put a hand to his ear, as if unable to quite believe that Obi-Wan had just given an order.
Anakin could hear confused exclamations and questions faintly coming from the headpiece in Obi-Wan's hand. He suppressed his grin.
Feeana tilted her head in a short nod of appreciation. 'Okay, you're a Jedi. Now, can I have my comlink back? They're hard to come by.'
Obi-Wan tossed it to her. Feeana spoke into it. 'Hold your positions until further notice.' She glanced at the Jedi. 'So you're here for diplomacy. Let's talk.'
Feeana led the way to a corner. She pulled up a durasteel bin and overturned another for a makeshift seating area. Then she motioned to the Jedi to sit down. She looked at Obi-Wan expectantly.
'The Senate has sent a Provisional Government Committee for Mawan,'
Obi-Wan said. 'They are aboveground right now. Senate security forces are expected within a matter of days.'
'In other words, they're finally going to do something,' Feeana said.
'Yes,' Obi-Wan said. 'Mawan cannot remain an open world. After the crimelords are put out of business, the Senate will arrange for a transfer of power to the Mawans.'
Feeana put her hands on her hips. 'So what do you want from me?'
'We hope that the crimelords will voluntarily either dissolve their gangs or move off-planet,' Obi-Wan said. 'Your choice. There's no other.'
'And what do I get?' Feeana asked.
'You get to avoid going up against the Jedi and an extremely well- armed security force,' Obi-Wan said.
Feeana gave him a shrewd look. 'You'll have to come up with something better than that, Jedi. Surely you know that deals have high stakes when one side has nothing to lose.'
'Why don't you tell me what you want?' Obi-Wan suggested. 'It will save time.'
Anakin admired his Master's cool. Obi-Wan seemed to know what Feeana was thinking. He himself had no idea.
'Amnesty,' Feeana said. 'I'm a native Mawan. I don't want to go off- planet. I'm not really a crimelord. Think of me as a thief who does well.
And you tell me what other choice I had. Because of the greedy leadership of my government, I lost my home. I was forced underground. At first, I stole to feed my family. Then I stole to feed other families. Then I needed a cut of what I stole in order to keep stealing. Then I needed a few others to help. Before I knew it I had a gang. I supply the Mawans with what they need to survive. Without me they'd be at the mercy of Decca and Striker. At least I am loyal to Mawan. I am a Mawan first, a criminal second. Amnesty shouldn't be hard to give.'
'I think that can be arranged,' Obi-Wan agreed. 'What else?'
'A promise,' Feeana said. 'No doubt this Provisional Committee will be involved in setting up the Mawan government. Insiders will get the best jobs. I want to be part of that group.'
'A moment,' Obi-Wan said. He stepped away to activate his comlink.
Anakin watched as he spoke quietly into it. Then he returned and nodded at Feeana. 'Your request is granted. And in return, you are expected to move to the surface with your group to serve as a temporary security force while the Provisional Committee works on getting control of the power grid.'
'Hold that comlink,' Feeana said. 'I'm not doing anything until I'm sure you're going to succeed.'
'I don't think you're in a position to make demands,' Obi-Wan said.
'You have to earn your amnesty by proving your loyalty to your homeworld.
Didn't you just say you were a Mawan first, or am I mistaken? And if I were you, I'd want to make a generous gesture that will win you support later.'
He held her gaze. Anakin watched the battle of wills. He had no doubt who would win.
'All right,' Feeana agreed at last. 'I'll do it.'
She moved off to speak into her comlink. Anakin let go of the breath he didn't realize he was holding. 'One down,' he murmured to Obi-Wan.
Obi-Wan gazed after Feeana. 'Maybe. We'll have to move fast to keep her loyalty. If she feels we might lose control of Naatan, she'll go back on the deal. We have to neutralize Decca and Striker, and fast.'
Chapter Five
Swanny and Rorq rushed across the hall. 'My friend, that was a sweet thing to watch,' Swanny congratulated him. 'You stared down Feeana and won.
If I had a hat, it would be off to you.'
