Unfortunately, he was now her prisoner.
And he had not confided his suspicions to Obi-Wan. The boy would not know where to look, whom to suspect.
"Jenna Zan Arbor, you will not be able to hide from the Jedi," he said, matching her coolness with his own.
"Ah, so you know who I am. I'm impressed. What a specimen! It merely proves my choice is correct. I have researched you, Qui-Gon Jinn. I have found that you are an esteemed Jedi Knight, strong in the Force. You are perfect for my needs."
"And what are your needs?" Qui-Gon asked.
He heard her dry, humorless laugh. "All in good time, Qui-Gon. Just say good-bye to the life you knew. You are mine now."
Chapter 2
Obi-Wan Kenobi stared at the floor. It was a change. For hours, he had been staring at the wall.
He was in the Jedi Temple med center. With one look, Obi-Wan knew Didi needed the best care in the galaxy. He and Astri had brought Didi in, talking to him constantly during the journey, even though he had long ago lapsed into unconsciousness.
The Jedi medics and healers had rushed Didi into an interior room.
They had only come out to tell Obi-Wan and Astri that Didi was still alive, and that they were hopeful.
Over the long night, Bant had sat by his side, then Garen, his best friends at the Temple. Bant did not speak, but occasionally would slip her slender hand into his. All night they had sat, waiting for news. At last he had sent his friends away to eat breakfast. He could not eat. He could not sleep.
Didi struggled for life in the next room. What about Qui-Gon? Was his Master alive or dead?
He is alive, Obi-Wan told himself fiercely. He is alive because he must be alive.