Lim Hejin smiled faintly as he read the reply message. From where he sat at the edge of the Tatoo System, he shook his head, then rubbed his tired eyes before framing his response. "Commander Netan, perhaps you mistake me. I will, therefore, be less diplomatic and more blunt than I was before. I will state several points, though you may not care to hear them.
"This is the first point: The organization I represent destroyed your operations on Taris. They have assured me that they have no issue with continuing to mop up any Lucian Alliance operations on other planets, down to the very ship you are on.
"The second point: I am assured by my superiors that your vessels' movements are being tracked through the Force. Whether this is true or not, I do not know. I do know, however, that your defeat at Endor was recorded and will soon be broadcast all over the Holonet to make a mockery of your work and lack of command. You will soon be the laughingstock of the galaxy.
"Third: I have now belittled you. I offer you more than what you have, for free, for the price of your employment. I offer you a career and you turn it down. Instead, when this message is recieved, it will be broadcast to every ship in your fleet, providing you do not cut it off somehow. It is an offer open to any Lucian soldier who wishes to better himself and join a much higher organization.
"Commander Netan, you know a name. I welcome you to send a bounty hunter after me. I am a ghost, Commander.
"Warm regards,
"Lim Hejin."