Project Boussh: Undercover Work
by Scifantasy

"We've been keeping tabs on many of the agents here in the UK, but
since the person we've ID'd as Thrawn left, we haven't seen much of
import. On the other hand, there's been a lot going on. Would you mind
helping us separate fact from fiction?" Policrat', one of two
undercover spies working in Great Britain, explained to Sci.
Flarestar, the Project's other British spy, picked up.
"Yeah. We've been getting reports that Brad Corletti has bolted. He
claims to still be loyal, but his blasting off like that is a sign of
guilt. Also, Vickie Boyd believes he's innocent, and has hijacked
Corran's X-Wing, with Whistler's help. Her revelations apparently came
about as a result of Jedi meditation. Now, how much of that is
hyperbole, and how much is outright lie?"
Sci smiled. "None, I'm happy to say. You're getting very accurate
reports. Every word so far is true."
Flare and Pol' were speechless for a minute. Flare eventually recovered
enough to press on."What about reports that Josh Nolan, Nick Coghlan,
Piggy and Ooryl have had to abandon their base because the location
was compromised? Possibly by Brad?"
"They did have to leave, but I'm willing to trust the word of a Jedi,
or a Jedi-in-training, on this one. Brad is innocent until proven
guilty, and there's no conclusive evidence except a war droid, which
gets canceled out by the vision."
"Are you nuts?" Pol' was astounded.
"No, just stupidly optimistic."
Flare had the next question. "Yes, well...What bout Josh Nolan and
Ooryl tracing a stormtrooper attack back to base and planning to
attack it? With just the two of them?"
"Nope, they have a contingent of Ewoks. And the mission was launched,
but no contact yet."
"And Corran taking off in Pash Cracken's A-Wing to find Vickie?"
"True."
Pol' responded. "Majick, Bror, Shalla, and Elassar blowing up the
Republican HQ in DC?"
"They almost got killed when the Democrat HQ exploded, so now they're
trying to find out who tried to kill them by blowing up the Republican
HQ."
Flare wasn't getting hysterical, but she was getting very nervous and
scared. So was Pol'. Sci was sitting there, calmly telling them that
the actions of the team he had gathered, assigned, and coordinated,
was turning the planet upside down.
"A stormtrooper attack on Wes, Hobbie, and Emily?"
"Five stormies killed, one captured."
"The New Republic abandoning us?"
"Not exactly. They turned the mission over to us. We believe there are
NRI agents watching us, either for backup or something else. We don't
know what."
"Alison and her team stopping at a MALL?"
"The Mall of America, largest one in the world. Apparently, Alison
hopes to run into a friend there."
"And you're _sure_ you're not nuts?"
"Yes."
"And now you're heading back to the US?"
"Immediately. You should come over, try to help analyze leads. To be
honest, all this activity is good. It means we're getting close to
something big."
"We'll be over later," said Pol' weakly.
"Great. See you soon." Sci got up and left.
"I still say he's nuts, Pol'."
"Maybe, but he's the boss. We should head to the US."
"Fine."