#winter retrac
Wedge grinned and typed a series of numbers and letters into the ’pad. The air lock door hissed and slid open. From another pocket, he pulled a pair of thin gloves and donned them. He began prodding at the corners of access panels, running fingers across the tops of glowing WARNING signs, peering into every crack and cranny in the air lock. “Wish Iella were here,” he said.
“Or Winter,” Tycho added.
“Both our wives are ex-Intelligence,” Wedge said, his comment directed at Zekk. “Tycho’s wife used to babysit Jaina, in fact. Whatever we’ve learned, we’ve picked up mostly through osmosis.”
“Normally, we just shoot things,” Tycho added.
“We keep trying to retire,” Wedge said. “Give up this life of shooting things.”
Tycho nodded. “We’re really men of peace at heart.”
—Legacy of the Force: Betrayal, Aaron Allston
