XLI
General Organa went straight to work, trying to find out who the spy was.
She had Lieutenant Connix tracing all transmissions from all of the bases for the last three days, and any that were sent during the time afterwards.
Eventually, Connix tracked it down.
"Jessika Pava and Sabelie Pashe are to leave to recover a transmission. They will be alone."
She called General Organa over to read it. "It was sent by an commamd transmitter, from the Endor Base."
The general stared at it for a minute, then mumbled something.
"Pardon?"
"Send a transmission to Geo Ioropa. Tell him to come here. Immediately."
Connix nodded and sent the transmission.
He arrived the next day, pulling off his helmet as he jumped down. Geo was surprised when two guards went and seized his arms.
"What's going on?"
"You're under arrest, under suspicion of treason."
He protested his entire way to the cells.
Jess glared daggers at him. If looks could kill, he would have imploded with the force of a dying star.
If he was guilty, he'd be responsible for Sabelie's death, and, though she'd only met her that day, Jess was grieving her. She guessed that's what happened when you witnessed a death.
Jess isolated herself from Poe and Pát. They tried to talk to her, but she wouldn't respond.
One day, after Poe had gone to speak to Geo in his cell, Pát said, "This is not right."
They were sitting on the hill, where they spent so much time. "What do you mean?"
"You were held there before, you know what it's like. He's been there three days and we don't even know whether he's guilty or not."
"If he is innocent, he'll be released promptly, after the trial. I had to stay there a few days too, merely for punching someone." Poe tried to put his arm around her.
She pushed it away. "But what if he is innocent? What if he's in there for no reason?"
"What if he's guilty, and we let him go, only to betray us again, and end up killing more of us?"
Pát glared down into the base.
"See, Pát, it really isn't that simple. We just have to wait until the trial, okay? Only four more days."
She didn't respond. Poe sighed and leaned back, staring up at the stars.
Jess watched them, angry that they weren't furious at Geo. The accused had been locked into a cell with a single window.
Each time Jess had to pass the window, she kick a rock or some dust down through a crack in the glass.
The day of the trial finally came. Geo was dragged out of the cell and brought up to the council room.
He stood in the place Poe had stood years before.
"Geo Ioropa, you are charged with treason against the Resistance," General Organa began. "Before we begin, I will allow you to confess, if you must, or remain silent."
Geo didn't speak.
"Jessika Pava, please present your evidence."
Jess took a step forward. "When Sabelie Pashe and I arrived on the planet, Baz knew we would be there. He knew our names, why we were there."
"But he didn't shoot you," Geo countered. His voice was raspy from the time in the cold cell.
"No, he didn't."
"You could have been the spy. That's why he wouldn't shoot you."
Jess stormed across the floor, into his face. "Are you implying that I am a traitor?"
Geo didn't flinch. "Your brother is."
She slapped him, so hard he fell to the ground. Two guards pulled her back.
"Jessika, if you do not remain civil, we will be forced to restrain you."
Jess scowled across the room at Geo, sitting back down in her seat.
"Lieutenant Kaydel Ko Connix, please present your evidence."
The officer's first name surprised nearly everyone. She preferred to go by her last name alone.
Lieutenant Connix stepped forward, and reported what she'd told General Organa a week before.
"Taking these into account," she concluded, "the spy is either someone in high command on the Endor base, or someone with access to high command transmitters. Is there anybody on the base who has access to your transmitters?" The last sentence was directed towards Geo.
"Sabelie Pashe did."
Poe and Pát glanced at each other, then looked at Jess for her reaction.
"If Sabelie Pashe did send it, why would Baz have shot her?" Connix asked. "Jessika, did he make any reference to knowing who the spy was?"
"No, but it was implied." Jess was sitting, but glaring at Geo.
General Organa glanced at Jess, to make sure she wouldn't attack the accused again, then said, "Connix, are there any recordings from the transmission room?"
"I have checked the records, General, the video from the time it was sent has been deleted."
"Thank you. Geo Ioropa, the evidence has been presented, will you make a confession?"
He glared at the General for a moment, then spoke. "I was the spy who sent the transmission to General Hux. But before you rejoice, know this: I am not alone. Good luck, locating the others. And all others, lay low. The First Order needs you alive!"
The council room broke into frenzied conversation. General Organa struggled to regain their attention. She motioned for the guards to take Geo back to the cell.
Later, once the commotion had died down and it was only officers in the council room, General Organa decided to determine Geo's sentence.
"Death or send him back to those who like him," an officer called out.
"How do you deal with a spy?" Poe wondered aloud.
"The same way the First Order did," the same officer responded.
"There has to be another way," he protested.
"There isn't," General Organa said quietly.
"What about exile?" Poe said, quickly, desperately, for Pát's sake if not Geo's.
"That only works for the placid ones."
"Luke's anything but placid," someone remarked.
General Organa's head snapped to the side, glaring down the perpetrator. Poe had never seen her so offended or angry. "Luke is ashamed of himself, we are trying to find him."
"General," Poe said, bringing her attention to him, to spare the offending officer from her glare. "We must decide Geo Ioropa's fate. He shouldn't be in that cell longer than he needs to."
"Unless we sentence him to solitary confinement for a few years," someone piped up.
"Or a life sentence," somebody else called out.
"If we execute him, we resort to the same morals as the First Order," Poe said.
"That would send a message to any other traitors," Admiral Akbar mused.
The meeting wound around in this way for another few hours, until General Organa decided.
"In three day's time, Geo Ioropa will be sent out in an escape pod, with limited supplies, to either die or be picked up by those he serves most faithfully."
Nearly everyone was satisfied. It didn't guarantee the spy's death, or his life.
All it depended on was the First Order.
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