UNCONTROLLED DESCENT
Levik had been told of the attack while he was spiced out of his mind in a hidden spice den somewhere in the Raxus lower levels and by the time he was riding his speeder across the city, trying to wrap his mind around what had just happened, one of his men had called him on his Exchange-encrypted communicator. It was Davik Dyne informing him that no one other that Agent Delevigne had arrived with investigate authority coming straight from the Emperor himself. That was kriffed up. He knew Guinevere had beef with him over what had happened on Wayland at the beginning of Operation Oracle and sending her was the same thing as sending a veritable bloodhound after him.
His penthouse -and he cursed himself for renting a penthouse right about now- had the hidden safe where he kept the Book of Shadows he had stolen from the Imperial Vaults together with Crix Dolan. If agent Delevigne found out about Eccle'baal's Exchange selling copies of that book.. on Taris of all places.. Levik's entire castle could get turned into rubble within a day.
He needed options and he needed them fast.
While Levik had made multiple fortunes selling artefacts through the Exchange he had been forced to hide most of it from the Empire. That meant most of it was inaccessible to be used for a quick escape off Raxus. His illegally modded Fonder Haulcraft was hidden in a small spaceport's private hangar on Quesh, deep in cartel-controlled space and the only other ship he had available was an Imperial-registered peacekeeper shuttle that, while hyperdrive-capable, would be too easy to track by the Imperial Security Bureau.
That left only one viable option at the moment and it wasn't a quick exit from Imperial space. It was pretending to be the victim and banking on the fact that being a Commander in the Imperial Security Bureau would let him influence agent Delevigne's investigation enough to allow him that window he needed to either hide any wrongdoing or escape offworld. Right now he was definitely stuck on Raxus. No starliner or other Imperial vessel, be it from the government or Czerka, would allow him onboard, so he drove his speeder directly to the ISB headquarters and went straight to his office to change back into his black commander's uniform.
To be continued
Leviscerated and Underworld Jobs II from Levik's POV.
Levik had been told of the attack while he was spiced out of his mind in a hidden spice den somewhere in the Raxus lower levels and by the time he was riding his speeder across the city, trying to wrap his mind around what had just happened, one of his men had called him on his Exchange-encrypted communicator. It was Davik Dyne informing him that no one other that Agent Delevigne had arrived with investigate authority coming straight from the Emperor himself. That was kriffed up. He knew Guinevere had beef with him over what had happened on Wayland at the beginning of Operation Oracle and sending her was the same thing as sending a veritable bloodhound after him.
His penthouse -and he cursed himself for renting a penthouse right about now- had the hidden safe where he kept the Book of Shadows he had stolen from the Imperial Vaults together with Crix Dolan. If agent Delevigne found out about Eccle'baal's Exchange selling copies of that book.. on Taris of all places.. Levik's entire castle could get turned into rubble within a day.
He needed options and he needed them fast.
While Levik had made multiple fortunes selling artefacts through the Exchange he had been forced to hide most of it from the Empire. That meant most of it was inaccessible to be used for a quick escape off Raxus. His illegally modded Fonder Haulcraft was hidden in a small spaceport's private hangar on Quesh, deep in cartel-controlled space and the only other ship he had available was an Imperial-registered peacekeeper shuttle that, while hyperdrive-capable, would be too easy to track by the Imperial Security Bureau.
That left only one viable option at the moment and it wasn't a quick exit from Imperial space. It was pretending to be the victim and banking on the fact that being a Commander in the Imperial Security Bureau would let him influence agent Delevigne's investigation enough to allow him that window he needed to either hide any wrongdoing or escape offworld. Right now he was definitely stuck on Raxus. No starliner or other Imperial vessel, be it from the government or Czerka, would allow him onboard, so he drove his speeder directly to the ISB headquarters and went straight to his office to change back into his black commander's uniform.
To be continued
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