It had taken the young Inquisitor little to no time to locate where the Queen was. Though he had found where she was the Inquisitor was no closer to unearthing how to get close to his suspects and find out how he would deal with them. The man sat on a small hill nearly two miles from the compound, his presence hidden in the Force as he meditated in silence. It was not until the soft roar of a speeder could be heard echoing through out the land that the Inquisitor's eyes opened.
Bring himself to his feet the Inquisitor slowly made his way into the road that led towards the Queen's home. Still dressed in the attire of a mercenary he watched as the speeder came to a slow stop in front of him. The man, older and slightly grizzled yelled from his position in the seat. "Hey! I could have run you over! What are you doing?!"
Varren made his way over to the man, his hands resting on his waist as he gestured towards the Queen's home. "You're going this way? What for?" As if the question had held a degree of stupidity the man gestured to himself. "I'm the Queen's new groundskeeper, now step back I'm already late! I haven't even gone through orientation yet, now move it!"
A moment of pause was given before Varren arched a brow at the groundskeeper. "No orientation? Has the Queen even seen you yet?" The man shook his head before running a hair through his head. "Nah, I was contracted out, now please get out of my wa-" Varren's hand went to the man's throat, cutting off his oxygen supply.
"Shut up and you'll live." He muttered as he opened the door to the speeder. The older man, still grasping for air, nodded as Varren's grip tightened over him. "Get out." He stated, forcing the older man from his vehicle. Varren's grip tightened as the man's eyes went wide in panic, the grip held until Varren heard a rather loud snap.
Dropping the body to the ground Varren knelt over searching his victim. "I'll have to assume your identity..." He muttered as he found a datapad on the man's person. He scrolled through it before repeating the man's name. "Jassack Blake....Thanks Jassack." Varren replaced the man's picture in his datapad with his own before dragging the body behind a nearby brush, tossing it out of sight before he made his way back to the speeder.
"Well, time to see if the Queen is expecting Jassack." He stated before speeding towards the Queen's house in the speeder.
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