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Have you ever encountered one of the Jedi hunters?
Are you even prepared?
I'll take my chances.
I know where Maul is.
I need a strike team immediately.
A pleasure to see you again, Captain.
Your master is indeed fortunate to have you at his side.
I failed you.
I'm sorry, Two-Boots.
I forgive you, Captain.
And I hope you will be able to forgive me.
Something's happening.
Attention, citizens.
Off-world travel has been temporarily halted by order of the Empire.
All civilian vessels are grounded until further notice.
You can't do that.
They'll be grounding transports.
We must find an alternate route out of the city.
Before it gets locked down.
But Maul...
You, step back. Prepare to present...
Let the Empire handle Maul.
What business do you have?
He's no longer our concern.
Surviving is.
Your droid's really made a mess of things.
Two-Boots was just following his protocol.
You're aware this is not going to go well.
The Empire will want answers.
It was my mission that failed.
I'll take the blame.
What, now you're going after my job?
No, Lawson, I think you've done enough.
Could be worse. It's not like we were harboring Jedi.
Where is Chief Klyce?
Here we go.
Who's asking?
I'm asking.
And who are you?
Lieutenant Blake.
It's come to the Empire's attention
that an extremely dangerous fugitive has been wreaking havoc within your city.
But you've been aware of that and failed to report it.
Don't make accusations without facts to back them up, Lieutenant.
We'll get there soon enough.
I'm now in charge of operations on Janix until the fugitive is captured
and those who withheld knowledge of his whereabouts are identified.
Beginning with you.
Take her to interrogation.
Now hold on.
Don't go too far, Captain.
Hold it.
Open up. I need to see your scandocs.
Your identification. Okay, you're good.
Mm-hmm.
So many Impy shinys.
Imperial forces are spreading out across the city.
A full lockdown is imminent.
Perhaps we should consider relocating to another system.
No. No, not yet.
Is this about the girl?
She tried to kill you.
An admirable attempt. She will make an excellent apprentice.
Stick to the plan.
Yes, My Lord.
Yeah, and what is the plan exactly?
Because now that the Empire's shown up and grounded my fleet,
my entire smuggling operation is frozen.
- My syndicate... - Sacrifices must be made.
Sacrifices?
Krim's dead and the Pykes are in your pocket.
You got what you wanted and I made good on my end of the deal.
What do I have to show for it?
You live.
That's a good point. I do live.
Okay. Am I living as your prisoner?
Now our business is concluded, you are free to leave
and take your chances with the Empire.
You know, maybe I'll stick around.
Who doesn't love hiding in the bowels of the city?
Bowels aren't so bad. Except for the smell and the darkness.
What's the issue?
You know the issue.
The Empire wasn't part of the deal.
I don't mind the risk, long as the credits keep flowing.
Which there's no chance of now.
Get back to your posts.
Are you all right, Captain Lawson?
Your body language indicates that you are in some form of distress.
Great detective work, partner.
Allow me to assuage your guilt.
I've already forgiven you for shutting me down without my permission.
There is no further cause to be upset.
You think I'm upset about that?
Don't you get what's going on here?
Of course. In response to my report,
the Empire sent reinforcements to apprehend a dangerous fugitive
whom we were ill-equipped to deal with.
And if they capture him, do you think they'll just pack up and go?
I do not have enough information to make a proper assessment of that.
Two-Boots, you're smart, but you...
You just don't get it.
Captain.
Wait.
Let's go.
Where's Klyce?
She's being transferred permanently.
I'd advise you to be more forthcoming than she was.
Move along.
Wait. I wanna talk to the chief.
Tell me... everything.
The Empire is here for your protection.
Swift cooperation saves lives.
Step back. One at a time.
Prepare to present your identification.
You, have you seen this fugitive?
Remember to report anything out of the ordinary.
We'll head out of the city, remain in the forest until things settle.
What troubles you?
Is this what our future holds?
Always running, hiding.
If it means our survival, we do what we must.
It just seems like a waste of our abilities.
It's your voice that speaks, but it's Maul's words that I hear.
Do not allow his poison to infect your mind.
I know.
I know, Master. I'm just confused.
He's powerful.
Together, we couldn't even defeat him,
yet he made an offer for us to fight as allies?
He seeks only to help himself.
I dislike him as much as you.
But he may have a point about the Empire.
Isolated, none of us stand a chance against them.
The Empire may be our common enemy,
but Maul will never be our ally.
You there, identification. Now.
You look like you know something.
Have you seen this fugitive?
- Hey, watch it. - Watch it.
That's not my regular sector.
- Uh, excuse me. - Why have I been reassigned?
I need to see Captain Lawson. It's urgent.
You're no longer responsible...
I said it's urgent.
- It's highly irregular. - Take it up with the Imperial Commander.
Entrance to the records wing was denied.
I cannot process my cases.
Ma'am, complaining will not get you...
Operator, moving guard to Janix spaceport
to provide security for the processing of citizens.
Two-Boots.
Rylee Lawson, what are you doing here?
I'm looking for my dad. Where is he?
He's not answering his comms.
Your father is currently being interrogated.
Interrogated? What are you talking about?
There is no cause for alarm.
It's a standard operating procedure in this situation.
Wait, is that why the Empire's here?
I cannot divulge information regarding an active investigation to a civilian.
Two-Boots, it's me.
You've known me my whole life.
That does not change protocol.
I will have your father contact you when and if he is released.
- If? - Go to your residence, Rylee.
You do not belong here.
No, he does not.
Droid, why have you allowed this civilian to enter a restricted area?
This is Captain Lawson's son, Lieutenant.
He was just leaving.
See that he does and get back to work.
I already told you.
We walked into an ambush.
Most of my team didn't make it out.
Yet, you survived.
Lucky me, right?
Transportation is under Imperial control.
Now, once out of the city, we'll continue on foot.
There is a ruin we can take refuge in.
How long will we stay there?
Until the Empire captures Maul and loosens their grip.
Then we will find another way off the planet.
Worry not.
Throughout my long life, I have seen the galaxy endure many changes.
Tyranny is always defeated.
We must remain hopeful.
Central Line train approaching. Please watch your step.
Imperial inspections in progress.
Imperial inspections in progress.
Secure the station.
Have you seen this fugitive?
Have your identification ready...
I never much liked trains anyway.
Identification.
You have seen our identification.
I have seen your identification.
We are free to go.
You are free to go.
Why did you release them without seeing their identification?
Oh, they are free to... go?
Wait, freeze!
Stop!
Where are they? Where'd they go? They just disappeared.
Search the buildings. I'll call it in.
This is TK-0228 in pursuit of fugitives on foot and north bound...
Master, are you okay?
Not entirely. But I am not dead yet.
Rylee, I got your messages.
What's so urgent?
Mom, you need to come home.
What's wrong?
The Empire's here.
- Okay... - I went looking for Dad,
but Two-Boots said he was being interrogated.
Your father...
What did he do now?
Something's happening, and Dad's involved.
Something big.
If troopers are there, then it's to keep everyone safe.
Whatever the reason, don't interfere.
If they ask you to do something, cooperate.
But what about Dad?
Tell him to do the same.
I'm sure he'll be back soon.
I'm sorry, Ry, but I have to get back to work.
Trust me, everything will be fine, okay?
Okay.
I love you. Let's talk later.
Citizens, present your scandocs.
The patrols have cut us off.
Leaving the city may not be an option right now.
It's best if we find a safe place to hide and wait for an opportunity.
Where, Master?
We don't exactly have a lot of contacts here.
We only need one.
Let's see what Impy see.
Think I found Jedi.
Brother.
Yes, Rook. What is it?
Lord Maul,
Imperial Patrol spotted the girl and her master in sector 27.
They didn't make it out of the city before the lockdown.
How... fortuitous.
Can I at least get a caf?
Captain, you're free to go.
The Empire thanks you for your cooperation.
Yeah, I bet they do.
Rylee?
Dad? Uh, in here.
Sorry I'm late. It's been a day.
You've got to be kidding.
Can't find what you're looking for?
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