Trey crept up to the southern edge of the Dlarit estate, his dark suit blending in with the shadows. He surveyed the stone wall and smiled. It was rough, with regular metallic spikes topping it — spikes far enough for a Hutt to slip between. He pulled a mask up over his face and slipped on a pair of goggles. Placing a foot on the wall, he hefted himself up and grabbed a spike.
Pulling himself to the top, Trey peered across the lawn. Spotting a nearby Bilba tree, he slipped over the fence and sprinted over to the tree. Crouching down, he surveyed the distance to the balcony.”That guard might pose a problem,” Trey thought, spotting the burly man in the ill-fitting suit toting a DC-15S blaster. Trey slid his stun blaster out of its holster and waited...Read More