Everything has value

His men had laughed at him when he had them strip a droid but only of it's data drives, not harvested for scrap or ransom. He'd paid them handsomely then not to care. Niko told few about his plans and rarely told the same people all the facts. If no one knew everything, they were less likely to protest or rise against him.

He kept a Bothan on the payroll and had heard a droid with valuable information would be in the area. A few credits passed around to other snoops made it easy to find out who. Honestly, he didn't even care what was on the drives... just that the Rebellion wanted the info. He was no loyalist - except to himself. He was no separatists either - except that he wanted to be rich enough he could buy his own stake in some outer rim planet and live out his life in luxury.

One of his least used minions was funny little ewok... no one suspects an ewok... named Flubub. He'd sent Flubub off to tell the possible recipient of the droid who had it.

He'd made himself easy to find... busy cantina with enough locals who'd jump in should things get hairier than he was knowing he'd compensate them well for it.

Now he waited...