591. The Heist - Raezyr

They opened the hatch and crawled out of access tube into what appeared to be a small maintenance room inside the starport belonging to the Corellian Engineering Corporation, or CEC as it was commonly known. Peeking into the corridor, they saw the normal foot and gravsled traffic of routine business in the large concourse, but no evidence of heightened security procedures.

Raezyr re-established his Force enabled "disguise," and his older brother pulled up his cowl, hiding his face in it's deep recesses, and the two made their way to the starship maintenance offices. They quickly ensured their 'tune-ups' had been paid for and, after receiving proper clearances, made their way to the ships.

When they arrived, they expected to find them ready to go, with pre-flight checks done and engines warmed up. They were surprised to find the Nefarion Wraith not in it's berth any longer.

Aitchkay was waiting at the entrance to the Jet Razor as they approached. "Query:" the assassin slash protocol droid began, "why were you not with the others?"

"Query:" Trychon responded, a bit annoyed at finding the ships unready for departure, "why are the Stalker and the Razor not prepped for take off?"

Reed heard the voices outside and walked down the loading ramp. "My Lords, we were unaware that the ships were to be made ready. Schyrt and I will see to it at once."

Raezyr spoke up. "What do you mean, 'you were unaware?' Didn't Anya and Tyr tell you to get the ships ready?"

"No, sir," the underling replied. "We noticed your fellow Sith quickly approach and load up and take off in their ship about a standard hour and a half ago. We tried to comm them to see if they had any orders for us, but they never replied."

The Sith brothers glanced at each other, before Trychon spoke again. "Very well. Get the ships ready for take off as soon as possible. Reed, take Schyrt and the Razor and meet us at these coordinates." He handed the man a small data card. "Huck, you're with us on the Stalker."

"Yes, master," the droid and human replied in unison.

The two Sith warriors turned and began walking toward the Twilight Stalker.

"I told you something was fishy with them," Raezyr said to his older brother quietly enough not to be heard by the gun-metal gray droid following a few paces behind.

"You may be correct indeed, but let's hold our sabaac cards close and see how this plays out," Trychon replied. "We'll only tell them what they absolutely need to know, and otherwise give them room to either crash or prove us wrong."