"You will be on interception duty for any that escape me," Garrick Lorne explained to his squad. "Inform me when you have set up the perimeter and I will move in to confront them."
Eventually, the Jedi Master stepped into the alleyway where there were five men transporting a shipping container suitable for a few small humanoids. "Cease this at once and tell me everything you know."
Two of the men immediately split off as he stepped forward. The others lifted their blasters and opened fire. Master Lorne sighed and leaped forward, imbued by the Force, and backhanded one of them into the wall. He looked over to check if he was still alive until he was shot straight in the chest.
"Ha! I got him!" the thug exclaimed. But soon his excitement turned to horror as the Jedi turned to him. That horror turned to unconsciousness after he was slammed by a lariat as the master lunged past him.
"Where are you taking the children?" Garrick Lorne inquired as he lifted the last one remaining by the wrist. In the meantime, the squad of 'Forlorn' had done their duty and rounded up the two remaining ones with less broken bones.