A dark corner of a seedy bar on the edge of nowhere. A woman who's seen too much. A man who moves through the shadows with the grace of a cat.
She's on his tail, and he's determined to find out why. Once he might have been flattered to have her checking out his ass. Now he knows women are dangerous. And far, far too expensive.
But Commander Kala Decolteir always gets her man, and she wants the space pirate they call Dancer -- no matter who -- or what -- he is. This time, Dancer has no escape.
Publisher's Note: Spaceport is a multi-author shared universe that does not need to be read in order.