Shadow Hunter (Darth Maul, #2)

by Michael Reaves

Lorn sat on the edge of the cot and stared at the floor. “Here’s all you need to know about the Jedi,” he announced. “Oh, please—not again.” “They’re a bunch of self-serving, sanctimonious elitists.” “I have this entire rant recorded, you know. I could play a holo at fast speed; it would save time.” “ ‘Guardians of the galaxy’—don’t make me laugh. All they’re interested in guarding is their way of life.” “If I were you—a hypothetical situation the mere mention of which threatens to overload my logic circuits—I’d stop obsessing over the Jedi and start thinking about where my next meal is coming from. I don’t require nourishment, but you do. You need something hot to peddle—fast.” Lorn glared at the droid. “I never should have disconnected your creativity damper.” He brooded for a while longer, then said, “But you’re right—no point dwelling in the past. Got to look ahead. What we need is a plan—right now.” And with those words he fell backwards onto the cot and began to snore loudly. I-Five stared at his recumbent companion. “Random evolution should never have been entrusted with intelligence,” the droid muttered.

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