Short Story (Flash Fiction) published in Gravel.
“They’ve changed their attorney?”
Judge Tripp scowled at The Hague Tribunal’s docket, heavily booked today with no margin for overflow. “Bring him in.”
The bailiff swung open the double doors in the back of the courtroom. Two officers wheeled in the large aquarium containing the new lawyer. The tank was equipped with a standard vocoder to translate the lawyer’s comments into English.
Tripp spoke into her own microphone attached to the high bench, “State your name.”