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account….”
    “Only one. It will help us enormously,” Astri said. “You’ll be doing a great service to the galaxy.”
    “The Empire’s disregard for rules offends me,” he said. “That’s the only reason I would violate a client’s privacy…and you say that you are trying to help
this person….”
    “Absolutely, mate,” Clive said. “It’s life or death. And money.”
    “All right then.” Bloomi pressed a button on his armrest and a small datapad slid out. He tapped the keys. “Yarrow Industries moved their accounts offworld near the end of the
Clone Wars.”
    “Who moved the accounts?” Clive asked.
    “At first, Evin Yarrow, the chief officer of Yarrow Industries. After his death, his daughter Eve completed the transfer. It was under Imperial order. That happened to many of our clients
around that time.”
    “So even though the Empire moved the account, she still controlled it?”
    “Oh, very much so. She asked that we key the Yarrow account to numbers instead of names. We also wiped all evidence of ties to Acherin.”
    “Is the account still active?” Astri asked, even though she knew the answer.
    “Oh, yes. Regular payouts.” Bloomi checked the screen. “As a matter of fact, the payouts have been increasing of late.”
    “Where do the credits transfer to?” Clive asked.
    “A numbered account on Revery. Do you know the planet? Many of our clients have homes there.”
    Clive nodded. He’d never been there, but he’d certainly heard of Revery. It was a noted haunt for the super-rich. It was known for its beaches and mountains…and also for its
privacy.
    “Can you get us Eve Yarrow’s coordinates on Revery?” Clive asked.
    “No,” Bloomi said, his head bent. “No, that’s not accessible. Addresses are strictly private.”
    “But you said that the Empire violates the privacy of your clients,” Astri said. “That they cross-check numbers with names…so if they do that, you must have the information
in your files.”
    Clever girl,
Clive thought.
    “I told you, there’s only so far I can go,” Bloomi said. He raised his head. Clive saw fear in his eyes. “I gave you the planet—isn’t that enough?”
    Astri hesitated. “Suppose we were clients of yours, and we needed a moment to confer? Couldn’t you step out of the privacy room and leave us for a moment? And maybe forget to close
the datapad?”
    The decision weighed in his eyes.
    “If we promise to never ask you for information again,” Astri added.
    Clive wanted to lean on the guy, but he knew it would be a mistake. Finally Bloomi pushed himself off the couch with his balled fists. “I, uh, need to check on something.”
    He pressed a button and the transparent wall slid back. Clearing his throat nervously, he slid out. The wall slid back.
    Astri quickly revolved the datapad so she could see it. She clicked on the keys. “He left the coded files open to his security code. Good man. Here’s the transaction list…if I just
jump to the numbered file contact info…yes,” Astri murmured, satisfied. “Memorize these coordinates.” Softly she read out the numbers.
    Clive nodded. “Got it.”
    Astri looked out. The room was empty. “Well, as long as I’m here….” She clicked a few more keys, searching.
    “What are you looking for?”
    “I don’t know. Anything out of the ordinary. I—”
    Suddenly Clive saw Bloomi enter the room with several Imperial officers. “Close it,” he said softly, even though he knew they couldn’t hear.
    Astri quickly shut the datapad as the wall rose.
    There was now a sheen of perspiration on Bloomi’s high forehead. “Mr. and Mrs. Telstarr, we have a security check. Strictly routine.”
    Clive admired Astri’s coolness. Posing as a rich woman, she put on an irritated look. “Do they know who we
are
?” she hissed at the banker.
    “Strictly routine, madam,” Bloomi answered. Clive noted that his hands were shaking. “It will take only a moment.”
    “Now, angel