The grand neoclassical courtroom of the Palais de Justice in Geneva was draped in dark oak paneling and heavy velvet tapestries, illuminated by soaring arched windows that looked out over the gray waters of the Rhône. At one-forty-five in the afternoon, the courtroom was packed with senior Swiss magistrates, federal prosecutors, international maritime litigators, and accredited foreign correspondents. The atmosphere was charged with suffocating tension, as if the entire city…
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