"So if Halion cooked up a plot to kidnap Gillam Tarturi, Sauro might help," Obi-Wan said.
Tyro nodded. "My enemy's enemy is my friend, you mean."
"Or he could have cooked up the plot and enlisted her. It is certainly something he is capable of."
Tyro's ears twitched excitedly. "If we could find proof, it would mean the end of his career. I'd have him in prison. And you'd have your files.
The block of the order to reveal would be dissolved."
"And we'd find Gillam Tarturi," Obi-Wan said.
Chapter Six
"Today we shall consider the geopolitical effect of the great Lali Plague," Professor Win Totem said. Then she sat down with great dignity, right on a custard turnover.
The class exploded with laughter. It went on a little too long, Anakin noted. The constant anxiety the students felt led them to grasp at any relief.
The tall professor with the regal bearing stood and regarded the ruby- colored stain on the back of her white septsilk gown.
"Ferus Olin," she rapped out. "You are responsible for this!"
Ferus started. "I assure you, Professor, I am not." "Ten more demerits for lying," Professor Win Totem barked. Her blue skin flushed an angry purple. "You are the only one who could have done it I asked you to distribute the notes before class."
Anakin watched as Ferus clenched his hands. He knew what Ferus was thinking. Ferus and Reymet had distributed the notes together. They did everything together now. Flattered by Ferus's attention, Reymet had become his tagalong. But Reymet couldn't resist playing his practical jokes, and Ferus was getting blamed. Anakin also knew that Ferus could not point the finger at Reymet. He was trying to befriend him. Besides, if Ferus told on Reymet, he'd be a tattletale, what the students called a womp fink.