“We’re here for the emergency petition regarding temporary guardianship of Caleb Harrington, and the annulment of his marriage to Mara Harrington on grounds of alleged fraud and impending criminal conduct,” she stated, her voice echoing off the mahogany.

“Your Honor,” Celeste’s high-priced attorney began, buttoning his suit. “My client’s son has suffered a devastating mental break. He is currently missing, presumed AWOL by his own commanders.

His wife, facing felony theft charges for stealing a priceless family heirloom, is attempting to drain what’s left of his assets before she’s court-martialed.

We ask the court to grant control of his estate to his mother to protect his legacy.”

The judge peered over her reading glasses at me. I sat alone at the vast defense table in my pressed dress blues, medals gleaming.

“Captain Harrington,” the judge said, a hint of pity in her voice. “Do you have counsel present? I strongly advise against proceeding unrepresented in a matter of this magnitude.”