a really expert slicer can do with that suspicious lump in Ackbar's bank account. Skywalker mentioned a theory that the break-in and deposit happened at the same time, but he said that so far no one's been able to prove it. I'm betting Ghent can do so."
"I thought this involvement in New Republic politics was supposed to be a one-shot deal," Mara objected.
"It is," Karrde nodded. "I don't want to leave an ambitious Bothan at my back when we leave."
"Point," she had to concede. "All right. You have a ship for me to use?"
There was a tap at the door. "I will in a minute," Karrde said, crossing to the door and pulling it open.
It was Skywalker's sister. "You wanted to see me?" she asked.
"Yes," Karrde nodded in greeting. "I believe you know my associate, Mara Jade?"
"We met briefly when you arrived on Coruscant," Organa Solo nodded. For a moment her eyes met Mara's, and Mara wondered uneasily how much Skywalker had told her.
"I need Mara to go on an errand for me," Karrde said, glancing both directions down the corridor before closing the door. "She'll need a fast, long-range ship."
"I can get her one," Organa Solo said. "Will a reconnaissance Y-wing do, Mara?"
"That'll be fine," Mara said shortly.
"I'll call the spaceport and make arrangements." She looked back at Karrde. "Anything else?"
"Yes," Karrde said. "I want to know if you can throw together a tech team and get it into space tonight."
"Councilor Fey'lya's already sending a team," she reminded him.
"I know that. I want yours to get there first."
She studied him a moment. "How big a team do you want?"
"Nothing too elaborate," Karrde told her. "A small transport or freighter, perhaps a starfighter squadron if you can find one that doesn't mind risking official wrath. The