the cuffs where tight, the guards viscious, but it was better than fighting... it seemed him giving up had been a good option, the slovak union where actually trying to get him back to the country which was a surprise... however he had a suspiscion why they wanted him, he sighed as he was brought before another official who asked him his credentials, he mumbled them his face hidden
2do you wish to have a phone call?" the official asked.... Cat looked up, "yes" he replied "syra rieken, if you can get hold of her" he wanted to say goodbye before he was deported, he felt so alone....
he was pushed into a small cubicle, the phone handed to him already ringing for syras home number........