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Star Wars: Coruscant Nights III: Patterns of Force is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.


A Del Rey Books Mass Market Original

Copyright © 2008 by Lucasfilm Ltd. & ® or ™ where indicated. All Rights Reserved. Used Under Authorization.

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eISBN: 978-0-307-79589-2

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For

Christopher Drozd

acknowledgments


Once again, thanks go first and foremost to my editors: Shelly Shapiro at Del Rey and Sue Rostoni at LucasBooks, who invited me to walk on the wild side of Coruscant again; to Leland Chee and the other galactic wonks who never got tired of continuity questions; a big shout-out to Maya Bohnhoff; and, as always, to George Lucas for the whole shebang.


Contents

Cover

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Acknowledgments

Dramatis Personae

Epigraph

Prologue


Part I - Sins of the Father

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


Part II - The Ties That Bind

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

About the Author

Also by this Author

Introduction to the Star Wars Expanded Universe

Excerpt from Star Wars: Republic Commando: Hard Contact

Introduction to the Old Republic Era

Introduction to the Rise of the Empire Era

Introduction to the Rebellion Era

Introduction to the New Republic Era

Introduction to the New Jedi Order Era

Introduction to the Legacy Era

Star Wars Novels Timeline

dramatis personae


Darth Vader; Sith Lord and Emperor Palpatine’s enforcer

Dejah Duare; empath, ex-partner of light artist Ves Volette (Zeltron female)

Den Dhur; ex-journalist (Sullustan male)

Haninum Tyk Rhinann; ex-assistant to Darth Vader (Elomin male)

I-5YQ; sentient protocol droid

Jax Pavan; Jedi Knight (human male)

Kajin Savaros; untrained Force adept (human male)

Laranth Tarak; Gray Paladin (Twi’lek female)

Pol Haus; police prefect (Zabrak male)

Probus Tesla; Inquisitor (human male)

Thi Xon Yimmon; leader of the Whiplash (Cerean male)

Tuden Sal; Whiplash associate (Sakiyan male)

Your focus determines your reality.

—MASTER QUI-GON JINN

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away …

prologue


The voices rose and fell around him, but he paid them little attention now. He had tried to be attentive initially, but hearing the word smuggled had spun Haninum Tyk Rhinann off into his own private mental debriefing, on a mystery he sought to unravel for reasons of his own. The case the others were discussing—the murder of an insignificant being involved in smuggling a particularly nasty variety of spice—was of importance only to the local prefect of police, Pol Haus. Which was another way of saying that, cosmically as well as locally, it was of no importance at all.

Rhinann was almost tempted to stick his fingers in his hairy ears to block out the grating sound of the prefect’s voice. There had been a time, back when he’d been the personal aide-de-camp to Darth Vader himself, when even letting such a thought cross his mind, even allowing the existence of admission of such poor etiquette, would have made all four of his stomachs turn acidic. Now he honestly had to admit that he didn’t care. He wished he had self-sealing earflaps like the Lesser Houdoggin of Klatooine, so that he could shut out the sound of the prefect as easily as closing his eyes allowed him to blot away the offensive sight of him.

A poorer excuse for

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