Tyrell jumped over a astromech droid that was seemingly defective as it just kept running into a wall, backing up and then running into the wall again. It would have irritated him if he had more time. An alarm was blaring by this point signalling the incoming Imperial Fleet. Had he any form of communication with say, a cruiser in orbit around the station he would have known what was going on. Until his second in command had decided to abscone with his ship... thus he was effectively flying blind. He ran straight past a hangar until one of his droids kicked up a fuss. Turning around, down the hallway he saw a blue ray shield blocking the door into a hangar. In that hangar sat a ship, he could barely see it through the crowd of heads trying to find a way to deactivate the rayshield but he knew exactly whos ship that was.

Not many idiots would risk flying a ship that had been built back when the Republic was relatively young. That was a long time ago, the ship had seen so many modifications, additions and owners that he was surprised it hadn't gained sentience and just decided to fly off into space by itself. 

He turned to one of his two droids. "Find me Elias-" and to the second "-Find me a way into that hangar." They both beeped as the station shook from an impact. He had to get out of here, and quickly.