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Chapter 3

"Apparently the list of missions are slim right now." Azah mused aloud as she and Obi-Wan walked through the halls of the Temple. "Why else would they send two Jedi Knights on a routine mission?"

"Or perhaps this mission isn't so...routine?" Obi-Wan raised an eyebrow, he loved jogging Azah's overactive imagination.

"Oh , stop it!" She slugged his arm. "You'll get me all excited."

He grinned at her, blue-gray eyes sparkling mischievously. Azah rolled her eyes and continued on her way, they had a lot of work to do before they could even think about heading off in search of this bounty hunter.

They reached the research room and Azah stopped outside the door, turning to face Obi-Wan. "Now, fill me in on a few things. What sort of dart are we dealing with?"

"A toxic dart, and if I knew more than that we wouldn't be here."

"Fair enough, but I also need to know what you know. I'm in the dark other than this elusive dart and some bounty hunter, fill me in."

"Before the changeling died, she said she was working for a bounty hunter. Whom? She was killed before we could determine that, but we do have this." He held up the dart, "Our one and only clue."

"You're thinking small Kenobi, look at the big picture." Azah continued to stand in front of the door, blocking his way. "We're dealing with a big time bounty hunter here, a nobody wouldn't be after a senator, and they certainly wouldn't be following their own allies closely enough to do away with them in the event of a slip."

Obi-Wan sighed, she was right. Sometimes her wisdom and insight into situations astounded him. She reminded him of his late Master, but that was probably to do with her innate connection with the Living Force and her unwillingness to follow the rules. "Anything else?" He'd learned after many years of practice, that it was safer and easier for them both to let Azah speak her peace before moving on.

She closed her eyes in thought a moment before continuing. ""Darts are not a common weapon in the core worlds, so more than likely we're dealing with someone native to the Outer Rim or thereabouts. And Obi-Wan?"

He looked up from rubbing his forehead, "Do something about that headache, it's transferring to me and it's bloody annoying." Obi-Wan smiled, how he'd missed working with Azah.