"There's no sactuary for you son", the officer chuckled snapping on the cuffs. The reverand spoke up, "What did this man do that you barge into my church manhandling him so." "This man is a clone, a souless clone, he was called to duty and murdered his progenitor." Number one looked at the reverand. "I don't want to die. They want my heart. Killing my progenitor was an accident. There were six others like me and they're all going to be sacridiced as well, as garbage." "He came into the church as his first choice officer, certainly you must have some thoughts as to his emotions and state of mind?" "It's not my call reverand. Ther'll be a hearing before the disposition I"m sure. You'll be welcome to tell the judge about the events here then. Rousting number one sharply the officer led him away. 017