"Obi-Wan Kenobi?! ...You are sure of this?"

"Yes, my master."

Of course. Tatooine. How could he not have thought of it? It was so like his old master, to choose the one planet he hated most, that held the most painful memories.

And now... He would have to return, and add one more. Although, perhaps this one could finally be a good memory, the death of his beloved wife's murderer. He will finally have his revenge. For ten years he fantasized the best way to make that Jedi suffer, to make him pay for his horrible actions! There were no words to describe his hatred, loathe-detest-despise; they didn't even come close. And now he had his chance. Death would be a mercy-no, a blessing-for Obi-Wan Kenobi.

"Master?" Starkiller's voice interrupted his reverie. He seemed slightly unsettled by the sadistic grin on Vader's face, partly hidden underneath his hood.

He returned his attention to the holocomm. "Where is he?"

"I saw him in Anchorhead, and then he left for the Jundland Wastes. Should I follow him?"

"Find out where he lives, then return to your ship and then meet me in Bestine." He cut the transmission, still smiling to himself in eager anticipation.