CHAPTER 9
He had to find out who was North’s lawyer two years ago. If he had had access to the judicial data of the case he’d also have had the names of the FartherWorld’s lawyers. Being able to speak to the FartherWorld’s lawyers would be a good start. A very good one. If anyone knew, well of course it should be the lawyers, or at least they surely had to know who knew something.
He checked the tribunal was still where he remembered and went there. It was in the oldest and wealthiest part of the city, but its imposing dark mass, square and heavy, towered among the old palaces like a huge pimple on the face of a beautiful model with alabaster skin. He climbed the short stair leading to the entrance: a sort of rotating modern drawbridge, controlled by digital, infrared and biometric camer
