Chapters (80)
- Cover
- The Rising Storm
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FIFTY
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SIXTY
- CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
“He is but one senator,” Soh reasoned with her deputy, sitting gracefully behind her desk before reaching down. The deep purr told Rhil that at least one of the chancellor’s great cats was behind there, no doubt curled up at Soh’s feet. “A senator with little support.”
“But for how long? With the political temperature as it is—”
“The temperature is just fine,” Soh snapped, weariness entering her voice for the first time. “There are concerns, of course there are. The Outer Rim can be dangerous. We all know that. That is why we have Starlight. And that is why we are having the fair. Yes, it will bring people to the frontier, and yes, it will bring investment: a showcase of everything the Outer Rim has to offer, but also a chance to build new bridges with our galactic neighbors. The Duinuogwuin. The Togrutas.”
“The Nihil?” Reza asked. “Whatever Noor says, he is still concerned.”
“Which is natural, but we do not need the DFP. Noor knows it, and, in his heart of hearts, Tia Toon knows it as well.” She allowed herself a short laugh. “Can you imagine Noor letting a unified security force be established on Serenno? Count Kresto would burst a blood vessel.”
Rhil made a note to look into this Toon and his proposed initiative, whatever that might be. She had never heard of him, or the program, although it was clear everyone in the room had experience of whatever controversy surrounded it. She could ask now, but it wasn’t her place, especially as Norel Quo was bustling across the chamber, a look of concern etched on his pale features.
Soh looked up, noting her aide’s concern.
“What is it, Quo?”
“We’ve had word from Cyclor, madam,” he said.
“From the Innovator?” Stellan asked, tensing instantly.
“I’m afraid so,” the Koorivar replied. “There’s been an attack.”
Soh stood up, her targons leaping to their feet beside her. “What?”
Gios already had a comlink in his hand. “Jedi Stokes. Padawan Zettifar. Please report.”
There was no response.
CHAPTER NINE
The Cyclor Shipyards
“Jedi Vectors on an intercept course,” the Fluggrian burbled as the Cloudship’s tactical computer tracked the incoming signals.