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It wasn't until Argon was halfway to the door on his left that the words from the local news sank in, "Wait a moment," he said, half to himself and half to Sorkuk as he stood still in the middle of reaching for the activator button, "If the authorities have arrested our contact for being an Imperial agent, won't they most likely be watching this place?"
He then turned towards Sorkuk, "I say we finish raiding this place for any equipment or information, then get the hell back to our ship and plan our next move. This is a backwater Rebel shithole, so they can't have too impressive facilities, I bet we can come up with a way to spring our friend from whatever place they've got him locked up in."
Having finished imparting this wisdom on Sorkuk, Argon proceeded to open the door in front of him. He didn't take any particular precautions, if the local security hicks had scoured the place, they'd likely have removed any traps or dangerous pets.
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