Jenn was spilling the beans all over the back of the shuttle it sounded like but Xev hardly had time to scowl and hope he remembered it later when he chewed her out for it.  There was no sense in telling the Companion anything except when to shut up and when to speak, like a well trained dog.  The captain cursed as the whole plan went to shit and he was left holding the bucket to clean it up.  Whoever and whatever game was being played with them was quickly turning into a deadly one.<br/><br/>The shuttle rocketed through the canyon, keeping low to the ground to try and dissuade pursuit.  It wasn't working very well as the other shuttle, while slightly behind, kept up just fine.  The pilot was certainly worth his pay.  Xev cursed again, a colorful stream of Chinese mingled with English that ended with a good long string of "Shit, shit, shit!" as they veered a little too close to one of the rocky walls of the canyon.<br/><br/>Xev slammed on the air brakes quick and took the shuttle out of the canyon, angling her back towards the Eavesdown Docks.  He had a plan, one that was borderline suicide, but at least it would get them the hell off this rock.<br/><br/>"Whoever the fuck they are, they know their shit!"