Her crew. Yeah, it'd mentioned something about a ship in the file. Lindsey hadn't thought too hard about what kind of ship, but he suspected space. He wrote down the names of the people who weren't her crew on the inside of the folder.
"If it's that bad a thing, yeah..." He sighed. "You know there're two ways to do this. She's either sane or she's not. And scouring the courtroom for blue gloves is a tough sell if you're gunnin' for sanity."
He raised both eyebrows, then lowered them, considering.
"What about the woman?" Lindsey asked. "In her statement, Ms. Tam said there was a woman she'd seen just before the murder, and that being near her made her very anxious. I take it this woman hasn't been found?"