Kanan's Point of View

"What took you so long?" Zeb asks when I show up at the rendezvous. He's standing just in the doorway of an old warehouse in the old marketplace.
"Nothing," I lie.
Zeb raises an eyebrow, but doesn't ask. "Anyway, the crates are here," He steps aside to show me two crates behind him. "Fulcrum sent 'em, that's what Hera said. Now we need to get 'em out."
"Alright," I say. "Let's take them up onto the roof. Spectre 2 will be here soon."
Zeb nods. I grab one crate, he grabs the other, and we head up the stairs.

Up on the roof, I feel it again. Still, coming from the same direction. I look to see Zeb is looking at me strangely, and I realize I must be making that face again.
"Uh, Zeb? Can you make sure these crates get onto the Ghost?" I ask.
"Well, where are you going?" Zeb asks.
I hesitate. "Somewhere." Then I run down the stairs.

I walk towards the cliff the feeling is coming from. I usually don't follow feelings like this, but I know if I don't I'll lose my mind. Then I see something. At the bottom of the cliff, something is on the ground. I kneel down, picking up one long lock of raven hair. Odd. Then I see a vibroblade lying a short way's away. I realize, the girl who was speaking against the Empire was up on the cliff. This must have been her hair. She cut it off.
I look up at the top of the cliff. I know what I have to do. This girl - whoever she is - could be a valuable crew member. I know Hera will never approve, so I need to do this alone.
I stand up, letting the locks fall to the ground, and take off in the direction of Capital. She must've gone there after. I'll find her. I don't know what'll happen then, but I'll find her.
And I get the feeling I'll find her all too soon.