He could eliminate the distraction but he was certain to give up his desire to win, since it had been rather too long now since he came to it. He detested the idea that he would have to succumb to the whims of his captors.
But it was all over. The former chief executive of the country sat
at the mercy of his captors, and he looked at the world with eyes unable to understand the trick that fate had played on him. Any sense of eagerness he had entertained faded from his eyes, leaving them cold as a winter sky after sunset.