A bank of screens flickered images rapidly. A pair of eyes shifted frantically across all of them, trying to see everything at once. Fingers cracked loudly across the worn control pad. Occasionally he reached up and smacked a screen that had gone momentarily dark.

Second rate electronics. That was what he had to work with. There was only so much you could do with a control center build out of stuff pulled from dumpsters and purchased from pawn shops. His personal rig back on Vaynai was more powerful than this entire cobbled together cluster. He would have it now if the blockade wasn't keeping him from leaving to go get it. It wasn't worth the chance of getting caught and thrown in a cell. If that happened who would be the one to decipher the Imperial comms and find out where he was being kept?

That's what he was doing now. Endless feeds of information, holonet entrees, and reports from field agents. Cormack's team was compromised and caught last night while raiding an Imperial comm's facility in the next city over in order to elicit a blackout. It would have been great, if it had worked. It was a risky mission, and they knew it. That didn't mean that they were going to be left out to dry. Oh no. Far from that. If there was a way, even a chance, that they could blow them out of whatever hellhole those Imperial Dogs had already thrown them into then they would take that chance.

"Got it." He said aloud, to the empty room, as he smacked another key and found it. A entree on a less than secure channel. New prisoners records, and a request for transfer to Coronet. It was already approved. It had Delgreedo's slimy signature on it and everything. Time frame placed it at tomorrow afternoon. He checked for a troop deployment notice, but found none. They were a lot more protective of those records. Damn. That meant going into this blind with no idea if those shit heel Knights were going to be either at the prison or on the convoy.

Slamming a few more keys and tapping several screens made screen captures of the records, in case anything was moved or made more secure, and then he transferred those to his datapad and ran out of the room.

"I found Cormack's team." Judas said excitedly as he reached the next room. A bunch of Resistance fighters were milling around in the room, peeking out the blinds, preparing weapons and equipment, or catching a nap. All waiting for either something to happen or someone to make the call to arms. "They're still in Kolene. Imps got 'em. Coronet is sending a convoy to pick them up tomorrow. No deployment info. No Knight chatter. It's the best I could find."