Sheffield jumped up again, “Hold on. Aren’t we getting our turn?”
“Quiet,” ordered the captain.
“ You keep quiet.” Sheffield turned to the audience. “Listen, we haven’t had a chance to defend ourselves. We haven’t even had the right to cross-examine. Is that just?”
There was a murmur that buzzed up above the sound of the T-wedge.
Cimon said, coldly, “What’s there to defend?”
“Maybe nothing,” shouted back Sheffield, “in which case what have you to lose by hearing us? Or are you afraid we have considerable to defend?”
Individual calls from the audience were sounding now. “Let him talk!”
Cimon shrugged, “Go ahead.”
The captain said, sullenly, “What do you want to do?”
Sheffield said, “Act as my own lawyer and call Mark Annuncio as my principal witness.”