If Han was right and Valin was headed that way, even if he was unsuccessful at stealing another spaceworthy vehicle he might escape into those subterranean regions, making it hard or impossible to find him before he detected his tracking device and destroyed it. Below it were many levels of machinery, repair hangars, Empire-era emergency bunkers, spaceport employee facilities, and repair accesses.
The spaceport, comparatively flat and built at a much lower altitude than the surrounding residential, business, and government zones, was not, as most supposed, actually situated at bedrock level. Luke, at the controls, shook his head, not pleased. Luke and Ben, in Ben’s nimble red airspeeder, received the transmission with Han’s guess about the spaceport. A Coruscant Security speeder following in his wake dropped back, left behind as though it were suddenly standing still. Leia put an artificial sweetness into her voice. “When it comes to piloting and pilots, I’m all-knowing.”
He stole a starfighter that means he wants to make space. “The spaceport, right at the edge of the government district. “His course changes are just to jerk us around, to confuse us. Only vehicles with line of sight on us will complain.” “This way, we’re off the major sensor boards. He pulled out of his dive two hundred meters below the average height of the buildings. Then he was fully among them, streams of traffic above as well as below.
Flashing down at terrifying and illegal speed, he twitched the controls right and left, nimbly dodging the much smaller civilian vehicles. His stomach fluttered, and the sensor screen filled up with tiny objects getting larger–small- vehicle traffic at and below building-top level. It was in the Senate Building, so it’s either a fully functional security vehicle or some Senator’s unarmed memoriesof- youth vehicle. He’s in an X-wing with a hole in the cockpit.” He growled and switched the thing to silent mode. The Falcon’s comm board was alive with Coruscant Security and traffic monitors warning Han to return to designated ship traffic lanes or be subject to arrest. Leia, in the copilot’s seat, had her personal comlink to her ear. ” Han, following his wife’s directions, banked the Falcon around and headed toward the government district.
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