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The overthrow of the Republic is nearly complete. The Separist forces have been smashed, the Jedi Council nearly decimated, and the rest of the Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious the cunning Sith Lord better known as the former Senator, now Emperor, Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of Resistance in the galaxy must be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. These crucial tasks fall to the Emperor's ruthless enforcer Kylo Ren. In turn, the Knight of Ren has groomed a lethal new First Order entrusted with a top secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of their Master's enemies, thereby punctuating the dark side's victory with the Jedi's doom.

Star Wars: Legacy of the Force.

Not for the first time, Sara wished she could pry inside his head and answer those questions for herself. But that would be an invasion of privacy, and they had promised a long time ago that they would never do that to one another. And she wasn't about to break that promise now. 


Well? Sara prompted, if for no other reason than just to see that he wasn't completely ignoring her. He shot her a look that confirmed her suspicions, and she huffed gloomily. I should warn you that there's more. Sara said. 


What happened? Kylo Ren finally asked, stopping his pacing. 


The person who spotted me. I'm pretty sure that I know who it was. Sara admitted, hands fidgeting in her lap. 


Sara hesitated, biting her lip. He would know who it was, even if she didn't want to share that information. It was Wren Dex. At least, I think he recognized me before I fell off the staircase. Said Sara. 


His head whipped around to face her. You what? 


I'm fine, Sara said dismissively. I've had worse. 


(Chapter twenty three.)