Meena listened in silence as Cyn told her everything, not sparing her from any details. It was quite useful for her to know everything, just so she was aware of what exactly she was meddling with. She didn't really react to the part where Cyn admitted she and her husband were part of the Rebels, because in the eyes of the Empire she wasn't any better than her. The person who had gone missing was Drak's brother and Cyn's husband, which made these two in laws. Meena nodded slowly as the entire picture of the situation was pieced together right in front of her eyes. What intrigued her was the fact that Drak was working for the Empire, yet allowed this woman and his own brother break the law underneath his nose. Surely he understood that just because it was the law and justice according to the government, didn't meant it was the right thing to do.<br/><br/>A soft smile appeared on her face. "I understand you. I've yet to become a mother, but I feel like I understand in some way how you feel." Meena hesitated for a moment, but then with a deep breath she spoke: "I'll do what I can, I'll give you my word. Even if doing what I can means doing something I won't like. I just hope you understand I feel sympathy for you, not your brother-in-law that put me in prison." She could forget about her quarrel with Drak, just for Cyn and her child's sake. After all, Meena was a woman too and she found it difficult not to respect a woman who was carrying a child.<br/><br/>She shook her head slightly when Cyn told her that she wasn't that different from Drak. "Oh, but we are." Meena corrected her. "In so many ways, nevermind the fact that it was the circumstances that made us the way we are today." He had grown up learning that whatever the law was, it should be followed blindly and she had grown up learning that all rules and laws should be questioned, depending on who made them and what their goal was when making them. The Je'har who had ruled her home planet with their discriminating laws didn't seem to her much different from the Empire and its foolish laws, designed to benefit those in certain positions of priviledge.<br/><br/>Meena's soft face hardened again when Drak entered the room, now looking more like a scum of the Galaxy than a security officer. "Fair enough." She spoke and caught the bag of cedits. "I expect extra if I lose a limb during this. And mind you, I'm only helping you find Collarroka, anything beyond that will cost you more." Meena straightened herself and nodded to Cyn, as if to remind her of the promise she had made. "I'll gladly lead the way." She responded, knowing that she would be enjoying the criminal show he'd have to put on for her so he wouldn't get caught as a security officer. Once they'd be off Coruscant, nothing would save him from harsh reality that the Galaxy was outside the core worlds.<br/><br/>Her eyes met with Drak's when Cyn told them not to kill each other. That was something she'd never be able to promise. The child could grow up without an uncle, and she would not feel satisfied until some sort of revenge would be had. "We'll try." She answered, her tone frosty before giving her a short wave and turning away to lead Drak back to the docking area.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>As they arrived to her port, an man dressed in a cloak was already standing there, along with some crates that several droids were loading on the ship. Upon seeing Meena, the man's face lit up with a smile and he removed his hood. "You! How did you get out of Kessel?! I must hear everything! When I heard you had come to Coruscant I just knew I couldn't trust anyone but you with these." He handed over a datapad to her and then looked over to Drak. "Oh, you no longer work alone I see. The name is Jim, nice to meet you." He then stepped closer to them so he could discuss the contract with a low voice.<br/><br/>"Did a customs officer check these crates?" Meena asked quietly, feeling very uncomfortable knowing that Drak was standing there, witnessing all this.<br/><br/>"Yes, every single one of them. They were very thorough about it, probably because they checked your file." The man explained. "They even scanned it, but my associates were carefully with packaging." He winked to both of them. "Plenty of glitterstim. The Empire has a strict control over the substance, but the stricter the control, the more money there is to make." Jim pointed out several clauses in the contract. "So here's the cover: droid parts for Corellia. The real stuff is packed into the parts. I have a buyer for the parts too. And it's for Nar Shaddaa."<br/><br/>Meena smiled slightly. "Deep in Hutt space. Good. Your payment?"<br/><br/>Once the transfer for money had been done, Jim nodded to both of them as a thank you and seemed somehow relieved. "I'm glad you're the one delivering this. You know, security is getting stricter every day." He spoke to Meena. "Stay out of the Core, at least." He was about to leave but then stopped suddenly, remembering something. "I nearly forgot. Somebody wants to meet you on Nar Shaddaa. I got the message this morning. Apparently they just found out you're out of prison and are interested in hiring you. Anyway, take care. Watch out for security." Jim nodded to both of them and walked off.<br/><br/>Meena looked over to Drak. "We just got lucky. Nar Shaddaa will be the right place to start looking." She made sure the crates were properly loaded before stepping inside her ship. "Alright, it's my ship, my rules, Mister Justice. Cockpit is my territory. I sleep there too. You can sleep in the crew quarters."