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“I don’t think you’re cut out to be a spy—you just got caught by See-Threepio.”
    Farnay scowled.“I…I trailed you to the depot last night and heard you asking about the towers—and about Eedit. I could’ve warned you how they’d react.”
    Threepio came clanking up behind Luke, complaining about mud in his joints.
    “You know about Eedit?” Luke asked. “What is it?”
    “Just a bunch of ruins. But the Empire doesn’t allow anyone to go there. It was a temple for the sorcerers in the old war—beforethey tried to take over the galaxy and had to
be destroyed.”
    Luke winced at hearing the Emperor’s lie on the lips of this young girl. But the Imperial propaganda was less important than what Farnay had revealed. The towers were a Jedi
temple—and the Force was calling him there.
    “So the guides won’t go there because the Empire forbids it?” Luke asked.
    “Well, that and it’s haunted—that’sthe story, anyway.”
    “Haunted? By what?”
    “By the spirits of those who died there,” Farnay said. “They say in the end the sorcerers summoned a demon warrior to help them defend against the machines—only the spell
went wrong. So the demon killed them and imprisoned them there forever.”
    “A demon?” Threepio said. “Oh dear.”
    Luke raised an eyebrow, and Farnay shrugged.
    “I don’tbelieve it either,” she said. “I think the guides like telling that story better than admitting that they’re all too afraid of Porst—he owns most of
the equipment in Tikaroo, and if you cross him he won’t rent to you. But I can take you there. I know the way. I don’t believe in demons, and I’m not afraid of ghosts.”
    Luke must have looked skeptical, because Farnay stamped her foot impatiently.

    “Think I can’t? I’ve led hunting parties into the jungle plenty of times, you know. I’ve got my own hunting rifle—a real one, not a peashooter like the one in your
holster—and I know how to use it. Brought back plenty of pikhron skins to sell to old Porst, and he knows better than to try and cheat me. Why, I’ve even got a pack beast—all
you’ve got to do is lend me the credits to rent afew pieces of gear that we’d need.”
    “Wouldn’t we need more than one pack beast?” Luke asked.
    Farnay looked away with a scowl.
    “Mine will do,” she muttered. “He’s a bit small, but he’s strong.”
    “I think I better see this pack beast of yours.”
    “Fine,” Farnay said, and marched away, with Luke hurrying to catch up. She led him to a small house on the edge of the jungle. Outside,a leathery-skinned quadruped was tied to a
stake. The beast raised its head, munching grass contentedly, and bleated at them.
    “I am not programmed for zoology, but this animal appears to be a juvenile,” Threepio said.
    Luke sighed and rubbed the beast’s nose, smiling as the animal closed its eyes and chuffed happily.
    “I’m sure he’s very strong, Farnay, but the two of us plus my droidswould be too much for him to carry. You know that.”
    Farnay turned away, head down, and kicked at the dirt.
    “But the information about Eedit’s valuable,” Luke said, reaching into his jacket to give her some credits. “Let me—”
    Farnay turned, already waving her hand dismissively, but whatever she’d planned to say died in her throat. Her eyes went wide, and Luke realized she’d seen thelightsaber under his
jacket. Before he could say anything, she’d taken a step back and drawn a small but wicked-looking pistol from her tool belt.
    “You touch that laser sword and I’ll shoot you,” she said. “And you’ll get the same if you try to take over my brain. I’ve heard the stories, so don’t
try it.”
    Threepio let out a squawk of protest, and Luke raised his hands slowly, imagininghis dreams coming to nothing because he’d frightened a teenage farm girl into shooting him.
    “Farnay, take it easy,” he said. “I’m not a Jedi—the lightsaber belonged to my father. He’s