“Darth Baras is a bloody arse and the sooner someone removes his head from his shoulder the easier I will sleep at night. Or maybe not,” he said grumpily.
“Darth Marr is concerned for my person eh, well he bloody well should be, my factories keep his people well armed and supplied… it makes me bloody rich but also a target. If he is so concerned then maybe he can do something about a little problem I have noticed. Could be nothing, but we both know it ain’t so I will just come to it.”
He stroked his beard and said, “Internal security has had some incidents, a factory on Ziost has been falling behind and I suspect someone may be flipped and working with Baras, you solve my problem and that should go a long way to helping me out.”