Rahara had pulled herself together somewhat. “So, am I right that you guys are going after Czerka?” “In terms of ending their undue influence on this planet,” Qui-Gon said, “yes.” “Then I want in.” Her smile was as sharp as any blade. “Because there is nothing in this world I’d enjoy more than making Czerka run scared.” Qui-Gon expected Pax to protest about his safety, or the difficulty of taking on a corporation of such size, or simply for protest’s sake. Instead, he grinned at Rahara. “Sounds like splendid fun to me.”
