The suites of Evanger Towers are some of the most lavish in Coruscant. Patrons are most often politicians, entertainers and athletic figures, famous faces that can be seen regularly on Holonet. It is here that the Corellian senator has set herself up for a while. En route to her apartment, a Holonet broadcast delivers news of Soriara's husband's death. Angel and I look at one another upon hearing of the tragedy, and we share the sentiment of urgency. With a twist of the throttle, I send more power to the turbojets, and the Bayonet dives toward the Evanger docking bay.

Angel's news of Taylor Han's involvement piques my curiosity, but I refrain from telling her that I know him. For one thing, I can't be certain that I know him anymore. He and I drifted apart years ago and eventually lost touch. In fact, one story was that he'd been killed in a dogfight on the Kessel Run. Of course I never believed it. Either way, I'm all the more anxious to reach the senator and the bounty hunter.

At the landing platform, and old gray Wookiee and a greasy Rodian check us in and let us enter the elegant Towers. In the lobby there is quite the bustle. The richest of the rich are checking in, sipping silverwine in the lounge, and placing high-stake bets in the casino. Near a large, tropical plant I spy two very attractive Twi'lek courtesans smiling at me. I adjust the lapel of my aramid overcoat and flash a smile back their way.

"Not now," Angel says flatly, pulling me by the arm and walking at a brisk, determined pace.