MatarI slammed my tail against the elevator when we exited. That klatting thing had spoiled the beginning of our excursion. Trish seemed a little downcast, but her expression brightened as soon as she took in our surroundings. It had been a good choice to start with platform three. This was the place where merchants from all across the galaxy came to show off their bestselling wares. The other shopping platforms were more specific, while this was a treasure finder's paradise. There was everything from food to clothing to technology.
"This is amazing," Trish gasped. I had to smile at seeing her so stunned. I remembered my first visit to Kitt-Y-6. It was unlike any other space station. Others were more strict with what could be sold, while here the only rule was no slaves and no weapons. Of
