"Yes. Productivity is hurt. We are unable to work." Chairman Port's head bobbed up and down in a nod.

"Why do you suspect Vorzyd 5?" Qui-Gon asked. "Have they taken credit for any of the attacks? Have they outlined terms or made any demands?"

Qui-Gon understood that after having been at the mercy of Vorzyd 4 for some time, Vorzyd 5 might harbor resentment. But taking action against a neighboring planet seemed rash, especially if Vorzyd 5 was prospering in its own right.

"We must stop Vorzyd 5," Chairman Port said, not acknowledging Qui- Gon's inquiries. "You will contact them?"

Qui-Gon was about to reply when the chairman stood. He was obviously anxious for the meeting to be over. "To work then?" he said.

Qui-Gon remained seated. He had many more questions and a strong feeling that all was not as it seemed. "Before we contact Vorzyd 5, I would like to inspect the sabotage sites. One should never be hasty in making accusations."

Chairman Port seemed to hover over Qui-Gon, but he didn't say anything.

Qui-Gon continued. "I would also like to spend at least one night here on Vorzyd 4, to get an idea of how you live… when you're not working."

Chairman Port's antennae moved so furiously they looked as if they would tie themselves in knots. "Not working?" he asked, puzzled. "We eat.

We sleep. Nothing more."

The chairman was clearly frustrated with the Jedi's thought process.

He wanted immediate action. "I will take you to the homespace when the workday is — "

Chairman Port was cut off when a laborer rushed into the room.

"Vorzyd 5!" she said. "Another attack!" Her high-pitched voice revealed her distress. "Productivity status monitors are registering erroneous data."