Mara Jade senses nuance and thought

"They weren't kidnapped, they're in protective custody," Pakrie said stiffly. "It was for their own good."

"Their good?" Mara asked. "Or yours?"

Pakrie's throat worked. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Let me tell you what I think," Mara said, stretching out toward him with the Force, sifting through ever nuance of thought and emotion. "I think someone came and dangled the chance to be a hero in front of you. They told you Ferrouz was a traitor, and that with your help they could prove it, and your career would take off like a Star Destroyer out of dry dock. Any of this sounding familiar?"

Pakrie didn't answer. But he didn't have to. The rigidity of his face and the unpleasant swirling of his emotions were all the evidence Mara needed. "Of course, they didn't mention that you were going to have to commit high crimes to do it," she went on. "And by the time you realized that you were already in too deep to get out."