"Ah, now you are asking the right questions. Ok, now you are in you may as well know the rest. You seem to know a little about Anout, Quads"
The trooper nodded at his captain as she spoke, "But maybe you don't know the whole story. Before the poisonings, Anoat was a city wide planet - much like Coruscant. It was busy, vibrant. The galaxy's rich and wealthy flocked to it. And then one day the poisonings began and immediately everyone fled off world in a panic, leaving everything behind. That's a whole planet filled not only with obvious targets such as banks, but who knows what other riches were left in museums or temples for example...Treasures beyond measure I like to call it, and the best thing is we are going to be on that place for 48 hours before we have to ship out and report back. More than enough time to get everything we can."
The three troopers looked at each other and nodded slowly, grins forming on each of their faces as if each of them were realising for the first time what was on offer.
On seeing this Shade knew she had picked the right team. She had sold it to them. She also knew that they would never know her real plan until it was too late to stop it. She had neglected to tell them that
Anoat had also been home to a prolific weapons designer; a designer whose work had been continued on by a secret group for years, locked away underground, even after the toxic atmosphere had sent the rest of the population insane. This group then apparently suddenly stopped communicating, presumed missing or dead. Shade had called in some favours, paid others off, and had eventually found out through one of her contacts that the weapons lab had never never been investigated or visited since - the planet having been put on complete lock down after this loss of communication. Shade figured if she could access some of the unreleased designs they would be worth a fortune on the black market. Enough to let her disappear forever.
"So", she continued in a whisper, "not a word to anyone outside of us four - even when we get planet side we will need to pick our moments. I will tell you all when."
"Us four Captain ?", Tex said, "When are we going to tell 9178 ? Summer will need to know the score...shall i open a secure comm link to her now, tell her to get down here ?"
Shade didn't let it show on her face but she knew of her error as soon as she had said it. She inwardly berated herself for being so sloppy. She couldn't give the three others any indication that 9178 was no longer part of the plan. She would have to be more careful with her words. It wouldn't happen again.
Outwardly she smiled "I already told Summer some of the plan after combat training earlier, so no need to contact her now. That'll be why she thought she didn't need to be here. What I meant was that none of us should even discuss it with each other after we've left this table. Not until we land. Not even any encrypted comm links to each other...do you all understand ?"
She looked at each man in turn. They all solemnly nodded back. When she was satisfied with their reaction she stood up, speaking in a voice loud enough that the people around her could hear "Ok men. Update over. I've been called to the weapons room".
Shade didn't give the three men a second glance as she strode away from them.