Chapter 3 – Extract 5 from The Paradise Induction!
“I’m going to have to confiscate your passport until you sort this out,” said the officer.
Both of them looked away from Chris and continued scanning his paperwork.
“Go on through, collect your luggage, and report to medical in Street Village to have your blood test and stool test approved by our doctors. Get your doctors to send the original copies of all documents, then come back to us here, and we’ll return your passport.”
How will I get my doctors to send the originals? Chris thought. By mail? How long will it take? When will I be able to work? I have so little money. How am I going to make it?
“Is there no other way?” Chris said.
The immigration officer’s glare intensified.
“Sedrick, get the supervisor,” he said.
Sedrick strolled toward a door behind the red line that separated the booth and the rest of the airport. He opened it, peered in, shouted something that Chris didn’t quite hear, and then returned with another short, older man following behind.
The immigration supervisor looked at Chris once then turned to the officer and shook his head. He walked back to the room he’d emerged from and closed it behind him.