Word got around fast of a rumored operation that involved the remnants of the Old Galactic Republic. Trott patiently waited for the Intelligence to roll in, his assistants deciphered whether the tips were real or not.

"Chief Fardi hasn't been our ally, I've always wanted to cut him down to size." Trott suspected he was always in league with the rebellion and its leader the Senator Bail Organa of Alderaan.

"There are bigger fish to fry." Lennox points out. "Settling a minor score shouldn't be your first priority." He says coldly that it could cost them assets and manpower. "The campaign on Lothal is of more consequence."

"We already scared them straight." Lennox added.

"Perhaps you're right." Trott was talked down from his previous intentions. He's built a respectable track record for the emperor since being given the task of manning "Operation Knightfall," no reason to jeopardize it with a detour. They were hunting the last of the Jedi, not everyone who shared distain for the empire. Trott wished the emperor did not discontinue the cloning facilities on Kamino, opting for original men. An uprising days after the fall of the republic dissuaded Palpatine from using clones. Destroying the facilities and slaughtering the Kaminoans in the process.

Then, perhaps by the sheer force of the universe an update from intelligence came across the data-pad of Lennox. Taken a back, the words on the screen almost seemed fictitious as the timing was so perfect.

"Commander..." Lennox handed the data-pad to Trott. His face turned malevolent, a mild chuckle escapes his vocal cords.

"Looks like we're going to Thebeska after all."