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Chapter Six
Chairs were smashed into the wall. A table overturned sending the datapads on it flying. A bookcase full of holobooks crashed to the floor. He didn't care.
The news, images his droid spy had brought him was bad. Enough to fuel his rage. The images had torn apart what control he had.
Luckily it was late at night and luckily he was in his private quarters.
They could not be allowed to get so close. How were they even allowing themselves to get so close? He knew Obi-Wan, the sniveling Knight whose sliver tongue and skill at negotiations was fast becoming legend. He knew that the man would balk at anything that might push him away from the lessons he had been taughte about duty, honor. The brat would follow his lead, keeping quiet. Not confessing.
Tonight though they had this...date. Simple, romantic, sicking, pointless.
He needed to get that stupid human girl out of the picture. The Council wouldn't risk the lives of a thousand to save just one pathetic Padawan. Even if she was the key to to saving the galaxy, their precious Order.
Standing he moved to the small room he had set aside for private communications. It was time to summon his apprentice back to Coruscant. It was time he proved himself. The recent failures had been embarrassing.
He turned his back on the mess he had created in the outburst of his rage. The droids would clean it in the morning.
