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I rack my brain trying to think of something to say that will clear my name... but I can think of nothing. “What were you expecting? Me to reveal some huge detail that’ll change your whole perspective on things? The simple fact is I had nothing to do with Gavin’s assassination. I don’t know why the Saxons didn’t attack me. Maybe whoever did this WANTED you to believe I was guilty. You’ve been looking for a reason to finish me off for a while now, so why not?” I look at the Mando protectors. “Notice how eager they are to silence me? What if this conspiracy runs deeper than you think? You say the young warriors believed it was a massive attack rather than a one clan operation? Well... what if it was originally? What if the Clan Chiefs all wanted to discredit Mand’alor, but they chickened out at the last minute and left Saxon our to dry?”


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I don’t interfere, as per Zar’kun’s request, but my grip on my weapons tightens, and I look poised to attack at any moment.


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I notice that. “Saxon was afraid something like this would happened. He told me that at the party. He said he was worried for Mand’alor’s health. I think he suspected someone was going to hurt her. Perhaps they were the ones that set him up; to silence him!”