Chapter 3 – Extract 4 from The Paradise Induction!
“Where are you staying?” he asked.
“With my uncle, Vernon Stern.”
“Ah, the Police Commissioner.”
“Yeah, he’s the one.”
“Okay. Sedrick!” he shouted as he scanned Chris’ medical documents.
The immigration officer called Sedrick walked over.
“Is this right?” he mumbled to his assistant.
Sedrick scanned them, looked at Chris, then examined the documents more. He scowled at Chris again then turned back to the documents. “No,” he said. “Sir, we need the original medical sign off, not a copy.”
“What?” said Chris. “I was told this is all correct.”
“No sir,” said the seated officer. “We need the original.”
“But my doctor said this would be fine and all immigration laws permit this.”
“Listen, you need to settle down,” said the man called Sedrick. “You’re being very immature.”
Chris went silent.
Really strange choice of words, he thought but maintained his composure, knowing these men had the power to send him straight back to the UK, no questions. The last time he was on the Pharisee Islands, he’d heard horror stories—he’d even been told that one very upset passenger was returned all the way to Australia, because he hadn’t complied with the right documentation for his Work Permit. This is why Chris had gone the distance and asked for extra medical tests with his GP—to prove his full compliance.