I stared at the lightsaber, not knowing what to do. "If you hurt me, my friends will tell the Jedi about your plan, and it will be ruined. They will tell everyone," I said, hoping that Dooku was smarter than he seemed. "Fine, but Palatine doesn't take prisoners lightly," Dooku said, looking at Ventress with a cold, icy glare. I noticed the tension and smirked. If there was one thing I was good at, it was starting fights. I sent Rue, Wrecker, and Rex my coordinates inside the cell just as my blaster and the rest of my things were taken away. Now, it was all up to them. My leg was hurt, so I couldn't make a run for it. My life rested in my friends' hands.