"I'll find out after I get back," he replied quietly, the sound of air loud in the background as he sped behind her. Morana's eyes drifted to the rear-view again. "You don't have to escort me," she told him tartly. His voice came back equally tart. "I told you I don't do that gentleman thing." "Then what are you doing?" she demanded. "Making sure the information in your little bag doesn't fall into the wrong hands." Of course!

